09.11.2025

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I pulled in the yard on time. Before I rang the door bell I took a deep breath and squeezed my thighs tight together, squeezing the dildo hidden tight into my wet shaven cunt. Then I took a deep breath and rang the door. It opened and there he stood. I smiled and he motioned me inside with a smile, immediately pressing me against the wall, pinning my arms over my head, staring into my eyes the entire time. I didn't look away, I didn't want to.
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09.11.2025

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The three of us were great friends. We had known one another for about a year. We were currently attending an out-of-town three-day seminar being held at one of the nicer, comfortable hotels. The seminar was boring and not too important, so we partied each night.
Our little group consisted of the following: Sandra, our unofficial 'leader', she was about 28 years old, 5'10", tan and athletic, playing beach volleyball in her spare time.
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09.11.2025

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My wife is tied to the bed and 'forced' to watch. I fuck our friend Lexi in front of her while she's bound. After some humiliation, Lexi and I untie her and pleasure her together. I must warn you that you will read about concepts of wife humiliation (some may consider it degradation), anal, asslicking (on a girl), cuckquean, and vaginal felching.
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09.11.2025

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AN ILL-DEFINED QUALITY, something in her expression unsettled him. Despite the differences in their ages the girl was disturbing, made him feel distinctly uneasy. A hint of a smirk lifted the corner of her mouth while her pale-green, penetrating eyes bored into his and gave the impression of being able to recognise every dirty, sordid thought that had ever crossed his mind. He didn't know her well; they'd never been close while she was growing up. She was his brother's daughter.
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09.11.2025

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Caitlyn Morris held her boyfriend's hand for moral support as they made the long trek up the aisle to his teacher's desk. If this talk didn't go well, Bobby would be benched Friday night—the one night the college scout would be watching the game.
Bobby didn't have a lot of options, if he didn't get recruited, he could kiss college goodbye. And with it any hope of getting out of their all-but-dead hometown.
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09.11.2025

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They first saw him at the beach, just down from the resort where they were spending two weeks. He was with a girl as stunning and as gorgeous as he was. While they remarked on the absolute lusciousness of the girl, Yvette made sure to comment on the "big bulge" in the crotch of the boy's Speedos, drawing Steve's attention to the ample package of hidden male genital goodies. They shared a knowing smile, both well aware of their common appreciation for such goodies.
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09.11.2025

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It's a lazy afternoon in the early Fall and the weather is crisp and clean, yet still quite warm. The leaves on the stately oak trees are still green and you can hear them rustling ever so lightly in the soft breeze.
We're tasting wine at one of the local vineyards. After a number of tempting samples we decide on a bottle gently carrying it outside to a picnic table along with an assortment of imported cheese and crackers.
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09.11.2025

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"Please stop, no don't" Suzie could hear these words through her thin apartment walls, you would think she should call the police, but she had been there done that. Suzie remembered that day very well, she panicked and called the police after hearing the same pleas through her wall. She had been there when the police kicked in her neighbor's door, there was her neighbor bound and gagged tied to a chair.
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08.11.2025

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Yes, another birthday was rapidly approaching and being in my mid – forties I wasn’t thrilled about it. I hadn’t mentioned anything to my wife, hoping that no big to do was going to be made. She in turn didn’t seem to realize that my birthday was soon arriving.
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08.11.2025

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New Year in Singapore is warm and balmy. A little humid. It had rained during the day, and now the ground was slick and wet and puddles reflected glows from the windows of my boss's mansion in Queen Astrid Park. My boss is called Mr Wong. He insists that we all call him Edmund, a quirk he picked up overseas, but in our conservative Chinese competitive society where every sort of nicety mattered, every courtesy observed and every head bowed in greeting to a superior – well, let's just leave it at Mr Wong, shall we?
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