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Nellie's Busy Saturday

I was bent over, my forearms on the kitchen counter, hands grabbing at the edge for support, trying not to knock over the cups and beer cans. My yellow dress was lifted to my waist, my ass up high, my polka-dot panties around my ankles, my feet up on its tippy-toes to match the height of the man behind me, thrusting his cock into me, like he was trying to hit the ceiling. My hair was flying...

Added 22 Feb 2018 | Category Wife Lovers | Votes 9 | Avg Score 4.33 | Views 3,376 | 3 Comments

Pirates Of Poon, Chapter 2

Her hands were tied to a rope hanging from the ceiling. Her eyes were closed. There were a few drops of tears running down her pink cheeks. Some of her delicate curls were undone. Her naked, pale body was squirming a bit as she stood there, half standing on the soft fur rug, half held up by the thick ropes. And those breasts. Sweet white baby melons with pink nipples hard and pointing...

Added 21 Feb 2018 | Category Historical | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 848 | 1 Comment

Pirates Of Poon, Chapter 1

I hate to admit it, but this was my first time. I had heard about it. Read about it. I saw it done once and wondered how it’d feel. Perhaps because I always associated my wick with piss, I didn’t even think a girl would enjoy it. But this woman seemed to delight in it, relish it, not getting enough of it. This little pecker I’ve kept hidden away in my trousers was now out in the glorious...

Added 20 Feb 2018 | Category Historical | Votes 4 | Avg Score 4.75 | Views 1,114 | 1 Comment

Who's That Whore?

I didn’t recognize the girl moaning like that. How could she sink so low? She didn’t even respond to her own name. A man could say, “slut,” and she’d go to him. Another could say, “Whore,” and she’d crawl to him. What could make a girl do that? She was turned on, sure. But where did that inclination come from? Maybe it was the house she’d visit. Whenever she was there, a beast would come out...

Added 10 Feb 2018 | Category Straight Sex | Votes 7 | Avg Score 4.43 | Views 3,430 | 3 Comments

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