Dingo Marhax
Joined January 2022
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Stories (2/0)
Sync City
Let’s call her Iulia. I provided a shoulder for her to cry on when she came back to the Hotel Parc, and she finally succumbed to my charms on her husband’s birthday. Perhaps that was just a coincidence though. The next night, her pubic hair had disappeared.
By Dingo Marhax3 years ago in Filthy
A Twist in the Tail
A Twist in the Tail By Dingo Marhax Maria was the virgin. She worked in a cheap gift shop, selling plastic flowers, trinkets, wind-up toys, assorted kitsch. The customers were schoolgirls and girls like Maria. It was late October, and the first snows had fallen and melted into muddy slush. The air was as crisply cold in the shop as outside, in the slushy, dirty street.
By Dingo Marhax3 years ago in Confessions