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Babysitter Gets Caught
Brandy grabbed a second throw pillow and stacked it behind her on the arm of the sofa. She put her feet on the plush seat near her butt, with enough space between her thighs for her hand to slip up under her skirt. The skirt that would be around her waist in a moment.
By Asrai Devin2 years ago in Filthy
The Power of Foreplay in Enhancing Pleasure
The article explores the role of foreplay in building intimacy and enhancing sexual pleasure, discussing its importance in fostering emotional connection, various techniques for enhancing pleasure, effective communication strategies, its role in arousal and excitement, and overcoming challenges and misconceptions.
By Timothy A Rowland2 years ago in Filthy
Mastering G-Spot Stimulation. AI-Generated.
Learn effective techniques for consistent G-spot stimulation, including understanding the female anatomy, using specific stimulation techniques, the importance of foreplay and arousal, optimal sex positions, communication and consent, debunking myths, and the potential for more intense orgasms and heightened sexual satisfaction.
By Timothy A Rowland2 years ago in Filthy
Transformation in the City. Content Warning.
New York City, with its towering skyscrapers and ceaseless energy, was a place of transformation. Among the millions who sought to carve out their identity in its bustling streets was Alex, a transgender woman who had come to the city to find herself and live her truth.
By Muhammad Moaz Mirza2 years ago in Filthy
A Night to Remember
Finally, she waved bye to her coworkers, clocked out, and headed home. Leah was looking forward to a quiet night. It had been a long, crappy week. She has a 6-pack chilling in the fridge and Vikings loaded for a night of bing- watching and snack food consumption.
By Magnolia Long2 years ago in Filthy
Ice . Content Warning.
It was a hot summer, the kind of heat that makes you sweat even in an air-conditioned room. Dee and I had been walking around barely wearing anything for days, and this was one of those days when we didn't even try to fight keeping our hands off each other.
By Mary Magenta2 years ago in Filthy
The Last Man of Sodom
Amidst the stillness of the parking lot outside the studio, I make my way to my gleaming vintage Chevrolet Bel Air, its sparkling turquoise paint catching the sunlight in a shimmering display of nostalgia and tradition. Before I unlock the car door, my gaze drifts upward toward the sky, where cotton candy cumulus clouds float in their awe-inspiring glory, mirroring the sense of wonder and anticipation stirring within me.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTAR2 years ago in Filthy





