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Panty Fetish Gone Wild 4
I could not get home fast enough. I didn't run any red lights or blow through any stop signs, but I may have cut off a few smaller, slower cars. By the way, what the hell is it with these 75-year old men who have to drive these big-ass Cadillacs five miles an hour under the speed limit, and these fucking soccer moms in their Chevy Suburbans? Two kids and they need an automobile big enough to carry the 82nd Airborne division. Cripes!
By Jezebel Rose5 years ago in Filthy
Right Over the Edge
Tip....toe...tip...toe....And there she was, standing barefooted on a cold white boulder, overlooking into the horizon of infinite sea and storms. Just below, the black and icy waters roared and lapped up against the earth’s crust, like lustful sirens, serenading her to just jump. Right over the edge. She proceeds to take another step into her unknowing plunge to an unforgiving abyss, takes one last breathe and…
By Elaine Heng5 years ago in Filthy
Ravaged By The Vampire
Brownsville was a small sleepy town. That made it the perfect target for Victor and his band of vampires. The plan was laid out and ready to be executed: they would wait until midnight to strike the houses on the edge of the town at the same time. By turning the inhabitants of those scattered houses, they would have a more significant force to assault the city’s center the next night.
By Jezebel Rose5 years ago in Filthy
A Witchy Way Of Semen Extraction
There was a lot of movement inside the plantation house that day. After neglecting their cleaning duties for a while, all the women that lived there agreed to clean it up and to hire a butler to take care of it from then on. They put up a few ads in the local newspaper and on social media, and they waited until the day came. A coven couldn’t have a dirty base of operations, after all.
By Jezebel Rose5 years ago in Filthy
The New Queen
A hiver den? Undetected? Impossible, Karissa. Even for you. Karissa smirked as she remembered Brillia's words. She crawled silently along the ceiling of the hive's tunnels, her enhanced body making the task as easy as could be. She navigated the dark passages purely from memory, without once needing to think about her path.
By Jezebel Rose5 years ago in Filthy
A Lemon Twist
When I was four years old I ate an entire tube of lemon scented Chapstick. I remember it like it was yesterday. My mother needed to cash her paycheck that afternoon. She pulled in to the parking lot of our local Bank of America, parked the station wagon, and told me to wait while she ‘ran in.’ That’s what mothers did back then, they left their small children unattended in cars while they completed errands. Oh, how the times have changed.
By Celeste Moody5 years ago in Filthy
