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Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.
Toy piercings pt 1
The air in the large somewhat empty room was a bit chilly as Miss Brooke waited for Don and His slut. She wandered around, setting out Her piercing equipment as well as some of the other toys that they had chosen to be used on the slut, toy. Brooke smiled, thinking of her own diabolical instruments that she was being allowed to use in conjunction with His. Her eyes swept over the wide bed with its stirrups and restraints ready to use that would allow them access to toy’s cunt and arse. Her smile turned cold in expectation as Don walked in leading toy on her leash.
By Kia T Cooper-Erbst5 years ago in Filthy
Toy piercings pt 2
*part 2* Panting, twitching from my denied orgasm, I strive to hear their whispers as Brooke moves away from Daddy, her body gleaming with sweat and arousal as she picks up another set of restraints and walks back over to me with an icy smile. One slim nail trailed over my bandaged tits before meandering down over my quivering tummy to the top of my mons.
By Kia T Cooper-Erbst5 years ago in Filthy
Back In My Life Again 4
Right at that moment, Chelsea was so upset she almost forgot what she wanted to ask her friend. While Shelby was talking about how wonderful it was that missionaries were finally permitted behind the former Iron Curtain, she remembered.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts5 years ago in Filthy
Lunch Time Sex In The VIP
It's lunch time. I'm leaving a morning meeting at our corporate headquarters in Bethesda, MD. You see I'm a Senior Account Executive for Sprint PCS, a national wireless carrier. I've been squirming for the last 30 minutes anxious to leave and get my lunch time fix.
By Timothy Kincaid5 years ago in Filthy
A Sexy Car Ride
We have made it to her Beamer. I push her shoulder. "You're such a badass." "You make me that way," she replies. I've got her pressed against the side of the car, we are grinding on each other exchanging saliva at an alarming rate. The Patron has kicked in. Her lipstick is smeared on both our faces.
By Timothy Kincaid5 years ago in Filthy
Southern Comfort
The rest of that afternoon seemed to pass in a blur for Lou Ellen. She was barely aware of Joe picking her up and carrying her to the car, then driving back to her empty house. Once there, he picked her up and carried her inside and laid her on the bed. Quickly he began to shed his clothing. Lou Ellen's eyes grew wide as he stood before her in nothing but his underpants.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts5 years ago in Filthy
