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Fallen Deep
I spent a good six weeks in the hospital to manage my medicine better and start group therapy. It helped so much for me too, Mo came to visit a few times to give me books for exams and notes. Jerry and Tee stopped by once or twice, she was getting too big to move and even had to take a semester off to get ready for my nephew. Two days after the big fight Ma went back to the mountains, but she calls every other day just to keep tabs on my recovery. If you’re wondering what is going on with Bash and Gun, well that’s a good question I refused any visits from them and Tracy came by last week telling me that Bash took a turn for the worst. I tried to hide my saddest, but I bawled my eyes out when I closed the door of my room. She said doctors weren’t sure if he would make it through the month, I wanted to see him, but didn’t at the same time. Taking a minute to think things over my case manager said it would be a good idea to try and give him a piece of mind. So today is that day, my visit with Bash nervously walking from the Psych ward to the Intensive care floor. This will be the second time I’ve seen him look so horrible and my heart nearly broke just seeing him lying in the bed hooked up to the wires and cords.
By Habby Grac6 years ago in Filthy
The Way of the Camera
Another photo shoot with a model he had known for years. Except this time the girl was married and her husband was in the next room. Not exactly a real wall between them. It was a studio wall designed for sets and shooting but not for stopping large Scotchman who may or may not be the jealous type. The wall was not finished all the way up. You could hear everything going on in either room. The sound included the slapping of flesh and sloshing sounds hot juicy pussy makes when you are pleasing them. He didn't know how to proceed. He was flying blind.
By BreakerMorant6 years ago in Filthy
Jacking It For My Girls
When used properly a fully aroused lingam may provide spiritual growth for all men, young, old, heterosexual, gay or undecided. Many men often enjoy the first arousal of the day, shortly after waking when our minds are still susceptible to Divine Influences. After we get up and drink coffee, our busy minds fill up with daily demands, self-made and those demands required to make money. During the sweet, tender first hard-on, barely awake, we are free to pursue our Higher Consciousness.
By Roscoe Forthright6 years ago in Filthy
We Are Not Always Naked
There has been some confusion over the intentions and philosophy of Roscoe Forthright. Because we have sex with Roscoe, and spend quality time with him, we girls are probably the most qualified people on Earth to form accurate opinions of the man and his art. Short erotic films are his primary form of art, but he is also a composer, and many of his movies contain original music. He loves classical music. Often you will see the three of us fucking to Bach, Mozart, Haydn and Brahms. He loves classical guitar, lute and piano music-- so we often suck cock to those kinds of music.
By Roscoe Forthright6 years ago in Filthy
Three Pussies Are Definitely Better Then One
Look out! The algorithms will make you disappear. Your nipples must be covered up. And, even the slightest mention of your sweet, tasty, juicy, yummy, delicious, hot, friendly, available, young, heterosexual pussy will cause you to disappear from the search engines, and thereby cease to exist.
By Roscoe Forthright6 years ago in Filthy
Love on Fire
It was mid may, the sun was shining on me. I could feel the warm breeze, caress my scalp as made my way to the block. I couldn't wait to reach Anna's crib. We were hanging out today, and I was looking cute! Cocoa butter was kissing every inch of my copper skin, and my close cut fade from the barber had me looking edgy. My mother had blessed me with beauty and brains. Almond eyes that glittered, luscious breasts, curves of baby making hips, and a bouncing booty to match; I was Sugar in human form. I was nearsighted, but my glasses enhanced my aura. As I made my way to Anna's, I dreaded the walk. Growing up, my body went through puberty early; so I've grown accustomed to the many catcalls. Men seemed to undress me with their eyes; somehow I became numb to the usual reactions. I was approaching her building, and the usual crowd was outside. " Damn ma, that thang is fat!" , someone yelled from the crowd . I quickly walked inside the building; running would've been embarrassing. See I had learned to love the way I looked, but that's something I kept inside. So wether it was a polite or rude comment; I was still embarrassed. Weird right. " Jasmine!!!!! Bitch, you look beautiful!" , "Bitch , you look beautiful!", I responded. We both looked good, and loved complimenting each other. It was an 'us' thing. " So, how did it go? Did you guys... you know? Bitch tell me everything!", Anna was already getting straight to the point. I busted out laughing. " So you're not gonna say anything ? Did you and Mark fuck? De-tails , because you're smiling right now. Bitch you never smile." Last night I was with my new boo thing, it has been a while since I've been interested in anything at all, so Anna was excited. " I think I can still feel him inside of my cookie","bitch......" Anna was all ears now." Girl, remember I had told you, that I told him we are fucking Friday?" ,"yeah.. hurry up..."; Anna was growing impatient. I was still cracking up, because I was all fucked up. This dude fucked my whole rule book up,fucked me, and I was still trying to figure out where to start. "Well, when I got to his spot, it was really nice. I was so nervous, I had to roll up a few spliffs"." He smokes?"," yeah". "Could you just skip to the juicy part, pretty please?"," fine.", I replied . I wanted to skip all the sweet parts too, I was still trying to figure out why my cookie was craving the moment. Fuck! "Well I thought, it was gonna be a hit and go. Girl, when he pulled it out, yes pulled! That thang bounced like it had hydraulics. Shit almost poked me in the eye." " oh shit", Anna replied. " I almost ran out the room , but he was so gentle. He had his hand squeezing my throat so nicely, bitch i was gonna die happy. My stomach hurts though, I need to eat.", I looked away from her... I was already thinking about round 2 . What the fuck!? " bitch are you day dreaming? What happened to all that shit you were popping about turning him out?" , Anna started cracking up. " It was the total opposite, my inside is out right now", we both busted out laughing. She grabbed her keys, and we headed out. " Lets go grab something to eat before we study" Anna suggested," and a massage appointment, for me ", I finished her sentence. While we walked out, the guys outside continued to holler. The rest of the day was a blur, I had to get him off my mind; another taste couldn't hurt. Could it? I bit the Apple...
By Indigo Sun 6 years ago in Filthy
Sleeping Beauty Part 4
As Briar Rose and Brendan slept, Carabosse appeared in the room. She smiled as she looked down at her sleeping daughter. "It's a pity your father squandered his years with you in his obsession to beat me," she said. "When you wake in 100 years, I'll explain everything to you, my dear child."
By Amora Jones6 years ago in Filthy
Gold Dust Woman
They always ask that same question after they've visited my crib a few times, have paid their dollar for a poke or a suck, and feel there's an intimate bond between us. "What's a nice, pretty gal like you doin' spreadin' your legs for cowboys in a filthy cow town like Abilene?"
By Lori Beasley Bradley6 years ago in Filthy
