Adora is facing her once former friend Catra who smiles well Adora if I was you I would transform into She Ra before I humiliate you like I always do. Adora looks at Catra and blushing stuttering it want happen again, Catra smirks what you mean me stripping you to your little baby panties and spanking you till you cry out for your mommy again. Adora hears th...
Adora is battling her former friend catra as they fight Catra says Adora you finally be humiliated for your betrayal really says Adora as goes for her sword but next thing Catra has knocked it out of her hand and with a quick slash Adora feels her clothes fall apart NOOO she screams Catra looks and laughs really Adora pony’s says Catra did mommy pick them mo...
She tried to teach me to say her Chinese name. My third attempt drew a smile, but I couldn't tell if I'd succeeded or if she'd just given up. It was probably hopeless; I could only hear about half of what she was saying. The pub was noisy and I hadn't quite tuned in to her accent, which was part British and part something more exotic. I was staring into her...
She ran a comb through her hair, her mind lost in thoughts of what was about to happen. God, it was going to be good. She couldn't remember the last time she'd wanted a good, hard fuck so badly, and her reflection in the candlelight only made it worse. After some deliberation, she had decided to wear a Catholic schoolgirl uniform, and now here she sat. Her w...
Randy Smith turned slightly in the bucket seat and reached out to stroke his wife's long auburn hair. She turned to smile at him for a moment, and he put his finger to her lips. She kissed it quickly, and turned her eyes back to the road. "What was that for?" "Simple public display of affection." "OK. Just so long as you don't cause me to wreck the car."...
She stood facing the railing, looking out in the darkness at the lake. With a glass of wine and the moonlight shining down, She saw him pull into the parking lot on his bike. She smiled to herself...knowing that he would soon be there with her. He shut the bike off and headed into the lodge. Time went by at an agonizingly slow pace as she waited to hear th...
She awoke as she did every day, alone in the solitude of her bed, swaddled in Egyptian cotton and a duvet of silk and down. Ethan, of course, was nowhere to be found. He never spent the night. Warm light streamed in through the heavy linen draperies; her room, a large affair punctuated only by a bed, was situated on the third floor of the eastern side...
She was sitting on the couch watching her soap operas, missing him. The apartment was empty without him. She was thinking of his beautiful body, his boyish dimples, yet manly physique. His striking sapphire eyes that made her melt. Tears streamed down her eyes as she watched the actors play out the romantic scene. She didn't hear the door. He walked in the r...
She slid into the car at exactly 7:00am. Just like she does every morning. Angela is thirty-five years old. She is beautiful, she is highly educated, and she is rich. Angela works in my building. By all accounts, she is a paragon of success. She is a rising star in her company; the corporate mistress of all she surveys. Women envy her and men want to...
For Lynnix. ---------------------------------- Her legs hurt, so damned badly. The muscles felt like they were bathing in lava. She could swear her quads were about to peel off from fatigue. But she didn't stop running. Even as her lungs burned and screamed for oxygen from overexertion, she didn't DARE stop running. Not if she wanted to live. *** One We...