Kalla: ch. 4

Chapter 4 Three thumping knocks sounded through the door. Dakota showed little shame. From the front room, even through the thick hardwood door, her muffled screams of pleasure would have been heard by the sentries.[…]

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Home alone

Her white sheets are draped slightly over her thigh, contrasting with her light brown skin, covering her womanhood. Her tanned skin, trembling slightly, is covered in sweat as her delicate hand moves something down her[…]

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Candy and me

Candy loves cum, and I can cum multiple times. I'm not talking that bullshit you read in porn mags where you just bring yourself as close to orgasm as you can then back off. I'm[…]

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My new playmate sam

              I'm letting you know, first story so don't expect an amazing work. Also, all characters, story lines, and ideas are mine, if they are similar to anyone else sorry,[…]

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Our first time

It all started with a click, one single click, and it lead to the most amazing friendship and relationship anyone could ever ask for. This is my story: All throughout the years of his life,[…]

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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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The clock

Frank often suspected his wife was masturbating in the shower; she was just TOO happy sometimes, while drying off and getting her clothes on. Well, after today he'd know for sure. He had bought a[…]

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