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Cheating Husbands: My Step Daughter's Friend- Part 3
Chapter Three – Charles I didn’t think that it would be so hard to be this close to Beth the next day. We were in my wife’s suburban and driving to the country club. My stepdaughter had loaned Beth a skirt for the occasion, and she kept opening her legs. She wasn’t wearing any panties, that little minx. I knew she was teasing me. The way the angle of the rearview mirror was I caught a glimpse of her sweet supple pussy every time she adjusted in the third-row seat. The girl knew what she was doing.
By Skylar Quinn3 years ago in Filthy
Cheating Husbands: My Stepdaughter's Friend - Part 2
I left Mr. Hunter’s office and ran to the bathroom. I had never done that before, taken a cock in my mouth. It tastes so different than I imagined. The cum shooting in my mouth and then sliding down my throat was a sensation I couldn’t have pictured. And what it did to my pussy made me crave more.
By Skylar Quinn3 years ago in Filthy
Cheating Husbands: My Stepdaughter's Friend - Part 1
Work had been rough all day; people needed me, but no one had asked what I needed in return. My stepdaughter and her friend were coming home from college tonight; it would be a house full of women. What I needed was a stiff drink and a blowjob. The odds of the latter were minuscule. I traveled home the long way, delaying the inevitable of the cackling women. All that estrogen and not enough testosterone. But that’s life when you marry the sexy broad with a teenager. Some costs were manageable.
By Skylar Quinn3 years ago in Filthy
Heavy Hearts (p1)
Kyla Wagner sipped at her drink at the bar as her friends talked around her. She was uncomfortable on the bar stool which was designed for thinner people with smaller buttocks. The sleeveless top her friend, Amira, had convinced her to wear was making her self-conscious, knowing that her big arms and underarm fat was on display. She swept her long brunette hair over her shoulders, wanting to disappear entirely.
By CT Idlehouse3 years ago in Filthy
Dinner, Chapter 1
Emma and Lyra, close friends and confidantes, stepped into the dimly-lit powder room of the upscale restaurant, their laughter trailing behind them like a silken ribbon. As they approached the ornate mirrors, Emma couldn't help but notice the extra effort Lyra had put into her appearance tonight. The seductive dress clung to her curves like a lover's caress, and her makeup was a masterpiece of allure.
By Mercedes Chanttoo3 years ago in Filthy
Echoes of Elegance: A Tragic Sonata in the Streets of New York. Content Warning.
In the heart of the concrete jungle, where the neon lights painted the night sky with vibrant hues and the cacophony of the city reverberated through the streets, there existed a tale of love and tragedy that unfolded amidst the hustle and bustle of New York.
By Muhammad Moaz Mirza3 years ago in Filthy
The Tragedy of Scarlet Streets
In the heart of the city, where the skyline is a jagged silhouette against the twilight sky, and the streets pulse with the rhythm of life, there exists a world unseen by many. It is a world where the neon lights cast long shadows, and the echoes of footsteps are drowned out by the whispers of secrets. In this world walks Scarlett, a young woman whose journey through life has been marred by tragedy and loss.
By Muhammad Moaz Mirza3 years ago in Filthy
