Kessling

KESSLING ( a poem by Stardust 8937 –9-29-100 You tell me I can rub my fingers– my palms– on, through, and over your soft, jet-black, almost fur–hair.. And caress, touch, hold onto your shaped head[…]

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A happy couple

Erin has asked me to write a little something here about the two of us and our life together. To be honest, I can’t. Not because I’m lazy, you understand. No, it’s because beyond a[…]

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Earning a living

This isn’t meant to sound vain or arrogant but I’m sexy and very pretty and look a bit like the singer Katy Perry. I’ve been popular with guys since my boobs first developed just after[…]

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Naughty talk

let me see if I've got it all down," Linda said as she finished filling entering the order data into her computer terminal, "that's two hundred of the XT40's, sixty of the ZX35's and forty[…]

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Don't change – chapter 2

Author’s note: Fiction – Noun – 1. The class of literature the class of literature comprising works of imaginative narration, especially in prose form. 2. works of this class, as novels or short stories: detective[…]

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