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Bob Sluts His Very Willing Trophy Wife

BOB SLUTS HIS VERY WILLING TROPHY WIFE THE VOLUPTUOUS COCK RECEPTICLE: Bob looked out through the front window of his home and watched his wife, Vicky, guide her luxury sports car up the long circular driveway and park it just past the front door. When the Jag stopped she got out and he watched her preposterously well built body undulate around the rear of the vehicle and start towards the front door, swaying provocatively on her 5 inch, stiletto heeled boots. It was a prick hardening sight to see. She was dressed in an absolutely skin-tight orange jumpsuit that was one...

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Decisions, Decisions

There are many times in your life where you will be faced with decisions that bare significant concequence. Some are more important than others, obviously, but each of them will have a great impact on the direction of your life. As I pulled out and came all over her belly, I wondered if I'd made the right decision. She wrapped her legs around me, grabbed the back of my neck, pulled me downwards and kissed me passionately... Obviously she had no quams about the situation. But perhaps I've gone too far. Maybe I should go back just a bit and explain...

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Poker Night with Sis Part 4

For the themes, I want to put and more. But, I promise, No Male on Male. You fuckers are in luck. I couldn't sleep. I have to go to work in 3 hours, so I hope you're grateful! LoL If you haven't read part 1 and 3 (2 is optional and not recommended for the feint of heart), then you'll likely be lost. This a Brother Sister Taboo story with appropriate over 18 ages. If you like please let me know, and I'll try and write more. Any comments or suggestions for further writing is welcome. Much of what came after...

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The Knight and the Acolyte Book 3, Chapter 8: Necromantic Dangers

The Knight and the Acolyte Book Three: Barbaric Passion Chapter Eight: Necromantic Dangers By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Thrak – Ruins of Murathi, The Federation of Larg “Are you sure you're okay?” Faoril asked as she rubbed at my shoulders. “That stone looked heavy.” “Fine,” I sighed, savoring the way her fingers massaged into my shoulders, easing the tension. “It was only a glancing blow. The bruise hardly throbs at all.” “You need to be careful,” Faoril continued. Her fingers dug deep into the muscles of my neck, easing the pain of the dislodged...

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