The movie ended shortly before they arrived at the cabin. Sylvia was still asleep and, finally, her mother let go of Jason's hand, mainly because she was crying at the movie's ending and had to wipe her eyes and blow her nose. After she finished doing that, she told Jason the movie's happy ending always made her cry. By the time Sylvia's father turned off t...
My first installment of this series wasn't that famous but I've tried to improve myself and hope this chapter is a better read. I found it a little rushed so added some details into it. Hope you like it!! I want to thank honeywldcat for helping me with the editing. Without her help, I'd be nowhere. Please do vote, rate and comment!!! XXX * The rest of t...
"Doug, could you just..." Abi sighed as the object of her question purposefully ignored her and made his way out of the restaurant. Where was he going? The restaurant was absolutely heaving and it was all hands on deck but ever since Alex Walker had sent through the beautiful painting of the unnamed black woman with the title of "Beautiful" which had borne m...
I laid there and thrilled to the feel of my slave's fingers all over my twat, holding it, feeling it for smoothness, pulling my cunt lips aside, running the warm shaver head all over it. She was salivating so much cunt juice by the time he'd finished that he had to keep drying her so as not to soak the shaver. When he was finished, my whole crotch was beauti...
The cave's vault acts as a natural amplifier. The speakers, dozens of them, tiny and rigged across the narrow shelves of stone, all of them feed into the player. It's thin, touch screen blurring in places, smearing electric color in the corners. He likes to blast Tchaikovsky. He hears it when he's over the hill, down where the road is breaking apart with e...
"We've come up with the most perfect birthday gift for you, Sylvie," my friend Irma said. "We saw it advertised in a magazine. Don't open it till you get home." She handed me an envelope. A gift certificate, evidently. I opened the envelope when I got back to my apartment. It was a gift certificate, sort of. "Your friend's subscription entitles you to the s...
He was one of the stars of the football team. I was a "band geek". He was funny and always surrounded by people. I was usually alone with my books. He was the most photographed senior boy in our final annual with one hundred and thirty six pictures. I counted. You know how many pictures there were of me? Not counting the individual pictures they put in of ev...
Hi all, izenrann here again. Trying out something a little new, a little old in this chapter... exhibitionism! But I don't want to spoil too much. Enjoy the ride! ****** It was another bright and sunny morning at Brighton Farms (did they even have mornings which weren't bright and sunny) and Clarisse Evans, doctor and hucow, was off to get her weekly sche...
Clea sat slumped against the door to the Warchief's throne room, her pale hands fidgeting with her armor. She had been forced to stay outside, to her great dismay. The sound of her queen and the Warchief mating rang loud in her ears, and she wouldn't doubt that the whole center of Orgrimmar could hear the two (Sylvanas especially). A tinge of anger flashed t...
The next day, Drew and I wake up, excited to catch our final bits of action. The deal was supposed to be signed today at Sentosa island and my dad would be returning home after that. My mum would instead be accompanying Sheikh Tabash for one last night while he stayed at a hotel. Sheikh Tabash had to head to Sentosa Island early in the morning to meet up wi...