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Chapter 02: Holy Spunk As Irish grunge band, The Fecking Skypilots, had sung my lullaby, so Australian skunge singer, Jezzibella Trollope, crooned me awake. I groaned and made for the shower. No hot water! Typical of this place. While fixing breakfast I discovered my fridge was milkless. Again! Just when I thought the day could not possibly get any worse th...
Rhett rubbed his temples in frustration, intently staring down the computer screen in front of him. It was always difficult adjusting to new work and environments, and today marked the third time he had been transferred in as many years. It wasn't all bad. He didn't mind the change of scenery. He had no children, nor other significant attachments to hold on...
The tingling on the back of her neck warned her that someone was watching her. She looked from side to side and then behind her and saw no one. She suddenly began to think about what how her older brother always told her to make sure she carried her pepper spray in her hand when walking from campus at night. Tonight she had not listened and now she was scare...
Steph sat on the sofa in our mood lit lounge. She had dimmed our lights to give the room a warm sultry glow to set the mood for impending fucking on the end of Carl's huge cock. Stretching out on the sofa her legs were wide open displaying her smooth shaved pussy to me as she stroked her slightly swollen labia. She was whispering softly as she teased her cli...
"Ooh, Gillian, look what's coming though the gate." "My gosh Ellen, what a strapping young man. This may be the boarder that Pastor Nicholls rang us about, the one that's here to study theology at the university. He has a suitcase and an overnight bag. Gosh, he's got a lovely tan under that enormous hat." "The pastor did tell us that he was an ex-drover fr...
Billy was in a bad mood. He had decided against going to school that morning. It had looked like being a beautiful, early Spring day and he had decided there were better things he could be doing. He had, the previous week, turned eighteen years old and he would be leaving the place altogether in a couple of short months, so surely it was his decision, and mi...
Sally kept the pressure up, she asked "so, how is he compared to George?" Mary said "well for one thing, George likes to have sex once every two to three weeks, Johnny would fuck me four to five times a week, he was an animal. George hardly touches me, while Johnny would touch me, hold me and of course he would finger me all the time in the strangest place...
It was a dark night in the national park. The sounds of moaning and flesh meeting seemed to reverberate off the tall gum trees. The noise scared away the fruit bats living in the tall stringy bark over hanging the lonely tent. Small nocturnal creatures excited by the intrusion gathered around. They weren't used to the invasion of civilianisation no matter ho...
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