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Chinese Extremes Part 4
The ride to Master's residence was completely uneventful for Lien. The whole way she lay in the trunk of his limousine, hooded and gagged, with her legs strapped together and her arms secured with the armbinder. The trip may have been uneventful, but Lien wasn't bored. She spent the whole trip fanta... Read full Story
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Best session with a T Girl
I like T-Girls. Recently had a chance to go to Costa Rica for work. While I was there I decided to see what Costa Rica had to offer in this department. There is quite a good amount of girls to select from. I started texting this Tgirl and we set a time. I got ready and headed over. It was a Hotel th... Read full Story
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Don/Dawn of the Dead
I did all of the 'normal' things first. Checked all the doors, checked all the stores, closets, back hallways, stockrooms and bathrooms for zombies. Made sure everything was sealed off. Established a base inside the mall to operate from. Made an escape plan. Hid some of my guns and ammo in a cache w... Read full Story
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1st Transsexual Affair
Paul's cock was hard as a rock and with a penchant for sleeping in the nude, its fat length pressed against luxurious satin sheets. The dream of searching for a urinal or bathroom now became reality. He stretched, groaned and yawned his way off the comfortable bed and padded across the room. The mar... Read full Story
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From Andy to Amy
"Why are you staring at my knickers?" I jerked upright. God, I really had been staring at her knickers - not the ones she was wearing, sadly, but a pair on the floor, presumably yesterday's pair. They were perfectly normal white knickers with little pink flowers on them and a tiny satin... Read full Story
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Andy to Amy
"Why are you staring at my knickers?" I jerked upright. God, I really had been staring at her knickers - not the ones she was wearing, sadly, but a pair on the floor, presumably yesterday's pair. They were perfectly normal white knickers with little pink flowers on them and a tiny satin... Read full Story
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Aunt Cindy's Bizarre World
My name was Jim Rogers Jr. at one time. I was born and raised in a small town in a rural county in Oklahoma. My father James had been the pastor of the local Pentecostal Assembly of Jesus. Dad was what was known an ultra conservative hell fire and brimstone preacher. My mother's name was Allison. Sh... Read full Story