Poor tracey

Tracey considered herself American now, after all she had lived here for three years and was married to a fine American man. She was of course born an English girl, a slightly struggling English girl[…]

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Truck ride

Truck Ride “Get dressed my slutty little slave; we are going to the truck.” Those were the words I awoke to in the very early morning darkness after master’s arrival. As I grabbed a quick[…]

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Aunty pam

I was just moving in the last piece of furniture into my aunt’s new apartment when the pizza guy came. That was her reward for helping her move. A pizza. Yeah money would have been[…]

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The orgy

The Hot Orgy It was a heck of an orgy. I was in The Palace Club, a swinging spot that was modeled after Plato's in NY. The Palace offered some interesting diversions within its walls,[…]

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A day shopping

She woke up feeling alive. Her body felt like it had been touched by a magician who knew every part of her body. She thought back to the day before. She wondered how they met,[…]

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Echo's on the wind

The leaves rustled on the trees as the wind blew its soft song. All around the backyard Fall appeared as beautiful jewels echoing the previous summer. The air was heavy with smoke from the numerous[…]

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Jen takes again

Jen moved around Robert. He had been completely knocked out from the drug, a drug she had mixed with Viagra to facilitate her needs. She was already nude, except for her panties, which she kept[…]

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Club fatale, pt. 7

Club Fatale, Pt. 7 Chapter Twelve – Athena “Let me look at that,” I said as I prodded the wound gingerly. “You need a /> Emma had gotten the injury in our last game. “I’ll[…]

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Indecent kristy

Through some of my other stories, I’ve been pretty clear about the fact that I like to be dominated by women. It’s actually been kind of hard to manage, because I’m a big guy, standing[…]

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