The painting time

Note : This story is completely fictional! Hi reader here is a amazing announcement for you I opened my sexblog for you so you can read my new stories at this web page also there[…]

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Bitch

Blake stepped into the empty elevator, pushed the button for the seventeenth floor, and waited for the car to begin its ascent. Just as the doors were beginning to close a hand shot between the[…]

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Amber at home

They were hanging out at the park. Amber, Micaiah, and a few other people. Micaiah kept playing with Ambers foot under the table, slipping his hand up her miniskirt, accidently bumping into her tits. His[…]

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Family camping trip

Abigail flung her bag onto Olive’s chair and threw herself down onto her best friends pure white bed making her long black hair spread out around her head. She locked her beautiful green eyes onto[…]

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Love for the game

My childhood was a constant struggle of up and downs, being anything but ordinary. Never meeting my father who had left my mother and I, and my mother who was my whole world, died of[…]

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Miss marilyn

Miss Marilyn I tripped over the metal threshold of the doorway as I hurried into the gas station’s store. I looked down immediately to see what my foot had hit then looked up, embarrassed, to[…]

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Taken

Marci stood at the kitchen island gazing out the window of her loft. She feels a rough whisper in her ear. " Don't turn around. And don't fight me. And you'll have the best night[…]

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