The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work*My slowly-softening prick was still buried in Anne’s pussy, and we were slowly coming down from our mutual high of climax, when she dropped her bombshell.”Ben,” she said, smiling up at me, tendrils of hair clinging to her sweat-damp brow.”Yeah?””Will you
The hand on my arm grips and starts leading me a little ways away then pushes me down to the ground. I felt the grass against my skin, it is chilly and wet. I lay sprawled there for a couple minutes, then someone snatches my hair and pulls my head up, my body follows and
richboys love 63 the ending_(0) by richbitch True Story, Gay Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: l.a Posted Thu 7th of February 2013 we wasnt meant to be A few weeks ago I received a letter regarding the removal of my parental right to Edvard Spencer and it is tearing me up inside. Me
He sat at this same bar again, like he did last week. Same drink. Same look of defeat. He stayed at the same motel- different room this time. Oddly enough he recognized a few faces, especially the one that tried to fight him and the one who cost him forty bucks just to tell him