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My Love Letter To Joanna Jet
I await my goddess on my knees, my heart pounding in my chest as I hear the sound of your footsteps outside my door. You knock and I spring to my feet, opening the door. You enter, pushing me aside and closing the door behind you. You are radiant, tall and curvy, with long black hair, smooth cara... Read full Story
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Southern Hospitality Ch. 03
XtinaSmith2017 Ash looked himself over in his bedroom mirror critically, finding himself oddly self-conscious about his looks. He had been texting Laura all throughout the day and they had agreed that dressing pretty casual would draw the least suspicion, so he had. He wore a simple patterned ... Read full Story
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Being taught a lesson .......... I think!
How did I end up on my back in my own bed, legs straight up with my ankles over her shoulders, ready to have my ass fucked from a lost bet? A bet that Alma clearly cheated at as we discover. I was off to Thailand for a 16 week course in Thai massage at a school recommended highly by a friend I ha... Read full Story
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the orgiastic fever of a trans-milf
Simulating a woman, or the orgiastic fever of a trans-milf It's been two months since I moved to the megapolis, where I've discovered several places where the third gender goes. One of my first explorations was a huge lingerie shop in a MALL; I wanted to buy some sexy stuff without being noticed ... Read full Story
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A Fairy Tale Part 1
=-=-Chapter One-=-= "Heather?" My boyfriend was knocking on the bathroom door. "What's wrong, are you okay? Heather?" "Yeah..." I swallowed thickly and that was a mistake. I threw up some more, kneeling on the floor, feeling like I was dying. "Heather?&q... Read full Story
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THE WEATHERGIRL BY B-MAN
PART 1: A COURTESY CLIENT BLOWJOB Three weeks into my gig at Coxon & Dicster had been a blast. At first, a few of the girls had some reservations about me working there because I wasn't transgendered myself but I guess I won them over with my naturally cheerful personality. At least,... Read full Story
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La pistola NEGRA del Tío, entre Las Bragas de Mi Tía LA PUTONA
Aaayyy.. Yo sabía que la Tía había sido Flor de PUTONA.. pero, jamás me imaginé que me iba a tocar a mí 'hacerme cargo de sus cosas'.. su 'herencia'.. la casa ya vieja, por reordenar destinar y.. LAS COSAS que una descubre ya con los años! Todo estaba igual, pero HORRIBLEMENTE ARRUINADO.. más, e... Read full Story