Mixed metaphors ix

Mixed Metaphors IX Becky awoke at 3:00am. She was having a difficult time remembering how they got to bed. The last thing she recalled was the smile on Tony’s face when he lay prostrate on[…]

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Mixed metaphors iv

Mixed Metaphors IV As Tony departed in a cab, Rebecca assigned herself to the drudgery all women hate. She was shopping, but not the type of shopping she did for hours, and then came away[…]

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Wyedean suck

I have taken into consideration all off the constructive critisam and i didnt read though the last story but I will this one and correct any mistakes made thank you and enjoy. I attended wyedean[…]

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Legs up!

A school teacher was teaching her first graders about religion and explaning in detail how after death the soul goes to heaven and the body stays on earth. So after half an hour she started[…]

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School life 5

I vaguely remember waking in the middle of my nap nude on a shower floor with two large soft pillows on my face. I squeezed them and – yep, they were my favorite pair of[…]

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The watcher

The phone rang at exactly 10:00 as always. Sandy picked it up but said nothing. Instead she listened for his harsh breathing. His breath was ragged and hurried, he was well into stroking his cock[…]

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