I’ve just woken on the plane home from Vegas and there’s still three hours to go before I have to change planes, so I guess I’ll tell you about another of the two films I won Awards for.The ‘Best Story’ second prize was a big surprise, as it was the only film I made for
A big thank you to all my fans. I never knew I had so many, I hope this doesn’t disappoint…*”Oh not again!” Vikki cried to herself as she lay in her bed. For the second night in a row her body woke her up due to the tingling sensations in her lower body. For the
my Master is an alien shape shifter.W/we met at a BDSM party for singles held by a mutual acquaintance and Her slave, a professional photographer by trade. One of the “events” of the party was slave jenni taking pictures of people secured to a massive web of silver chains. i had never been bound to
Letter No 2 August 2012Your wife and me So your wife came to me the other night, when I opened my front door there she was, in just those black high stilettos with the 6” heels she can barely walk in and hold up black stockings and that black neck choker with the silver words
A true story about loving a pussy and fucking it. Damn True Story Of Pussy LoveBy: AWCHonestly, it never happened to me earlier but now it was getting on my nerves. For the last over 2 weeks I was on an ass fucking spree like binging. Luckily, every faggot boy, I knew and called was
Dogs Love and Sex overtakes my life, sometimes brutally… THE DOG WHO BROUGHT DINNER & FRIENDS – Chapter 3 A total fantasy story written by one who has never had sex with a dog…but who would like to…From Chapter 2:But the black sensed my wakefulness, and I sensed his cock grow, and, given he was
True Story, Gay Author’s infos Gender: N/A Age: N/A Location: l.a Posted Wed 25th of May 2011 my love triangle this is my true story my name is leonardo spencer i am 18 years old and i come from a rich family so i am very lucky i have black and blond streeked hair nice
Runaway Fantasy * Tuesday * (middle day of the trip)I hear some rustling coming from the kitchen, but unlike yesterday when I woke up, I’m not confused or surprised by where I am. It sounds like Mike might be cleaning up a little or putting away some dishes, but I can’t see him from the
EpilogueBenjamin waited his 30 days before he became, you should pardon the expression, a motherfucker. On that 31st day, well, on the night of the 31st day, Jacob and Marta, and Benjamin and I went on a double date. It was dinner and dancing and we laughed a lot. During our month we had all
HOW I MET ABBY – MY NUDE MODELby Melanie KayI often arrive at my life class quite early. By doing this it is possible to set up my easel and reserve one of my favourite positions in the studio by fastening my paper to the drawing board. Frequently there is till time to go next
This chapter can be read alone but benefits from the context of Chapters 1 and 2.Dedicated to Boxwood and all those folks who are “lost” and hoping to be “found” by someone like Briana.This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s
They were having a family movie night. It was so ordinary that Mia was having a difficult time wrapping her mind around it. She was a completely different person now. How could her family be doing something as mundane as having movie night? Of course, she and daddy were the only two that knew she
“Ohhhh, ouoououhhh!!” Tammy moaned.I had been eating her delicious pussy for at least 30 minutes. Her nails dug in harder and harder into my scalp as her entire crotch spasmed. With my right pointer and middle finger rubbing her g-spot I almost wanted to lift her up and smack Tammy’s ass with my left hand.
Be careful what you wish for?OwenI deplaned at DFW and Barbara and I spotted each other at the same time. She waved with one hand while clutching little Jenny with the other. We rushed to together and I lifted Jenny high in the air as she squealed “Unca Own! Unca Own!”I put her down and
Can he resist……? / Leave honest feedback & ratings please…. Sasha turned many heads as she walked down the long aisle on flight 820 to New York. She had been a flight attendant for Jamaica Air® for five years; she loved her job. As a flight attendant, she had traveled all over the world. Sasha