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Tales of London #2
Jenna had decided that she won't try to free Teodore from the police, had he been captured. The little jerk only got what he was asking for. And she knew that Don Sebastiano would bail him out anyway. Despite the fact that Teodore was only the don's nephew, he somehow managed to become the favourite child in the Carvelli family.
By John H. Knight3 years ago in Filthy
#Traffick'd
'Repeat it back to me then. Since you know it so well." Pablo was always quizing me, like i didn't stay up for hours studying this shit. But that's just Pablo, paranoid and precise. He always wanted to make sure i was on my A game.
By WeWantA$IAR3 years ago in Filthy
Bloody Mary
Read about Gen's previous incendiary encounters with Matt and Duncan here. Gen was happy to have brunch with Vic, it was something they did as often as they could. She was especially happy to have it with her when this time she had some salacious details of her own to share.
By F. Leonora Solomon3 years ago in Filthy
Perronelle
Two girls were in front of me as I headed inside for afternoon school. For all my embarrassment, I was pretty excited too about any opportunities for seeing girls' knickers, and with little tiny miniskirts like they were wearing I just couldn't resist creeping in quietly closer to take a look. It honestly seemed that if the two girls so much as bent forward a bit, I'd get to see!
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Filthy
I'm a photographer who takes special art shots of models, and on this day my model was my wife
My name is Jack. I'm an ordinary office worker. My fiancee, Amy, is a beautiful, high-spirited woman who has been the belle of college since her days. Now in her thirties, she is saggy and no longer youthful, but she still has good looks.
By min3 years ago in Filthy
The game of the rich second generation: When I teach the rich second generation private, he not only does not give money.
After graduating from university, in order to earn living expenses, I co-founded an adult English education institution with two friends. I was mainly responsible for teaching one-to-one oral English lessons to some people who wanted to go abroad for postgraduate study.
By min3 years ago in Filthy
Keep Watching the Skirts
Her two friends were conspicuously older, dressed unexcitingly like students. She by contrast was all in rebellious black, with silly furry shoes on and a short black schoolgirl-skirt. Her face was flat and pretty and cheeky.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Filthy
Ménage
Finding my Bad Girl was easy. She had fishnet stockings on for a start, which was practically overdoing it! That and the provocative red streaks in her brown hair were what decided me.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Filthy
Jenny's Asking For It
Somehow, I knew. From the minute I saw that Jenny was wearing her too-tight long pants in the grey plaid, I knew. Those things always made me catch in my throat. They way they stretched and strained to cover the awesome broadness of her butt still had the same effect on me, and likewise the way they made the most of her triangle. That was to say, the little space of daylight framed by Jenny's inner thighs where they came together at the top, and above them the horizontal of her crotch. It made the neatest and sweetest perfect little upside-down delta of emptiness, right at the part of Jenny in which I was most interested, and nothing showed it off as well as her tight grey plaid. Jenny was proud of her triangle, with some justification I thought. Chubbier girl-thighs squeezed snugly together at the top, but that sly little space of Jenny's was special.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Filthy
Return the Rose - Novella Excerpt
The Beauty that had broken the Beast's spell is now queen...yet she still yearns for the creature he was, consumed by erotic memories and desperate to have her beautiful beast returned to her.
By Joachim Heijndermans3 years ago in Filthy
First Steps
She'd seemed perfect for me at the nightclub. Not just her big glasses and her tight colourful tee, but most of all that absurdly short denim mini-skirt with pleats. Oh, I so hoped those were coming back! Now I trotted after her up the stairs to her room, my toes tingling, feeling weak and shy all over. She must have known my eyes were pinned to her pleats, because she teased me, pulling out the skirt as far as it would go to one side.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Filthy
Been Here All Along
The girl who lived in the house opposite only ever appeared in her bedroom window, which faced mine across the street. She just loved to dance all sexy in that frame, to try and tempt me into doing something I wasn't allowed to do.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Filthy