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After a long restful night's sleep in the arms of Salina and Maria, Brigette retreated to her arch room to prepare for the day with her new gift, a wooden cock. Her loving teachers admonished her to practice her poetry and calligraphy by composing around the topic of her first true sexual experience with them the previous night as well as use her new gift. They then retreated to their own chambers to handle their individual morning oblations.

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I was so damn glad to be home. Work had sucked all fucking week long, and I was looking forward to a weekend of not really doing much of anything. If the wife pulled out her "to do" list, I'd simply refuse and deal with whatever repercussions I had to. At the moment, my sole plan was to get inside, put on some comfortable clothes, grab a beer and take root in front of the TV.

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Long ago, before anyone's grandfather could remember, there had been a war, between wolves and men. The wolves won, not only because they were stronger, faster, and more cunning, but because they did not betray their own kind, as did the men. After the war, a peace was settled, so that man and wolf might live in unity, but only a wolf was allowed to hold the throne, because humans were easily corrupted, and could not be trusted with government.

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I always enjoyed my time at church as a young man, not for all the Stuff I was attempted to be taught, but for the girls. Who ever said Good girls don't, did not go to the church I went too. I got more girls there than I ever did all during High School. Every Wednesday evening I would take a girl or two home after stopping for a malt or sex, whichever we felt like at the time.

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His big meaty hands moved slowly from my wife's full hips to her soft natural tits and my pulse quickened. It didn't seem real but my heightened senses made everything too clear for it to be a dream. 'Tell me what you want Baby Girl," he asked playfully as a wry grin spread across his handsome face. His eyes flashed briefly at me and his hands left my wife's tits and gripped the top of her tight revealing dress.

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If you read part 1 you know that I was tied up and sexually used by a shop foreman. This story relates what happened when I had to return the next month. I clearly remembered my last sales call to this shop. The foreman had led me back to a storeroom on the pretext of ordering some additional items. Little did I realize, until we were back there that the items he was interested in were my mouth, tits and cunt.

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I woke in the night and lay in bed next to you listening for whatever it had been that brought me from sleep to consciousness. Around me, the house was quiet, the white noise of night sounds a barely audible suss in the darkness. I knew you were asleep next to me; I could feel the soft warmth of your presence that told me you were still in our bed and hear your soft gentle snores as you breathed slowly and rhythmically.

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Valerie stared out the kitchen window at her neighbour across the alley. She'd met Patrick when he'd moved in, and while he had been polite, they hadn't maintained any contact more than a smile and wave if their paths crossed. But she'd been up close to him and that face had stuck in her memory. He was so pretty.

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Bridget set the last pin holding a stray curl into place. Twirling her finger around a single copper strand, she ensured her hair looked perfect at a glance. Taking a soft brush from the counter she ran it back and forth across the pink compact. Tapping the brush against the sink she lifted the bristles to feather the color along her cheekbones.

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I was watching a hot, nasty porn tape, dick in hand, having a perfectly good solo time one Saturday night at my new place. I'd lived here just a month after answering an apartment-sharing ad Jimmy had placed. He had a nice, spacious two-bedroom spread in West Hollywood that he needed to share with someone, and the rent was good.

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