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The Dance Floor
It didn’t take long for Madi and Carson to find Connie and Joel on the dance floor. They were more on the edge of the dance floor rather than in the middle where there were a lot less people. Joel was holding Connie close against him as they made out. His hand was completely up her dress, holding onto her ass cheek and Connie had her arms wrapped around his neck. They weren’t even technically dancing, but the people surrounding them paid them no attention.
By Jo. Schmidt3 years ago in Filthy
The Catholic Church The Worlds Largest Pedophilia Ring is Leading Protests in Africa Against Homosexuality Not Polygamy, Femicide or Rape . Content Warning.
Saturday, 8 July 2023 By: TB Obwoge We're all supposed to be blind, deaf and dumb, to think that while priests all over the world were molesting children, they weren't touching one African child. Not one country or citizen in Africa has filed suit against the Catholic Church for abuses towards children.
By IwriteMywrongs3 years ago in Filthy
Should You Start Selling Feet Pics
Selling feet pictures has become a popular trend in recent years, particularly in online marketplaces and social media platforms. While it may seem unconventional to some, there are several potential benefits and opportunities that arise from this practice. In this article, we will explore the advantages of selling feet pictures and why it has gained traction as a viable business venture.
By Judith Onuoha3 years ago in Filthy
sex story
When the Ghazal reached home, the clock was ticking at eleven o’clock. There was anxiety and grief on Ghazal’s face. She sat down on the sofa with a heavy heart. There were signs of remorse on Ghazal’s face. “Oh, what have I done? Waheed will kill me.” Ghazal Waheed came out saying this last night. That she was going to a friend’s house for a party and she came early in the night. But she had been out all night. By the time she got home, Waheed had gone to the office and the children had gone to school. Of course, Waheed had prepared the children and sent them to school. Ghazal could understand Waheed would be very angry. He kept calling Ghazal all night but Ghazal could not pick up the phone. Ghazal was very scared. The feeling of guilt was eating away at her. Ghazal was wondering what she was doing, she shouldn’t have gone there. What answer did she give to Waheed where she was all night? If her husband Waheed finds out what went wrong, he will divorce her. In case of divorce, she will have to stay away from children. The feeling of distance from the children filled her heart and she began to cry. Divorce and separation from children was unbearable for her. From this life it was acceptable for him to die at the hands of Waheed. Thick tears started dripping from Ghazal’s big eyes. Ghazal was regretting how she forgot her husband and children at night. Ghazal began to think, she must think of a solid and strong excuse. She could not see everything was ruined because of one of her mistakes. Ghazal thought that first of all it needs to be bathed and purified. Even though he had gone to her friend Nadia’s house to take a bath, she still felt thick dirt on her body. She was forced to tell Nadia what had happened to her that night. Nadia was also upset about it. In the morning Nadia had come to leave Ghazal at her house. Ghazal got up to take a bath. First she took off her saree, which still smelled of her sin. Ghazal wore a white saree with red work on the bridges. A small tight saree. In which Ghazala’s milky white arms full of flesh were naked. The bra was so small that Ghazal’s stomach was bare. There were spots all over the saree. Ghazal was taking off her saree when her phone message alert rang. This will definitely be Waheed’s message. Ghazal’s heart stopped beating to see what answer she should give to Waheed. Ghazal pulled the phone out of her purse. There was a WhatsApp message in front. This WhatsApp was not from Waheed but from Dawood. Ghazal would have hated Dawood very much. Ghazal opened Dawood’s message with the same hatred. Ghazal was shocked when the message was opened. “Oh, I’m dead. What is this?” The Ghazal suddenly fell on the sofa. The phone was about to fall from her hand, but she held it with trembling hands. Ghazal’s face turned pale. His hands and feet would be numb. In front of her was a picture of herself. No one else could know that this picture was of Ghazal because it did not have Ghazal face but thick buttocks. But Ghazal could recognize her buttocks and she knew what had happened to her buttocks at night. It was a close-up of the Ghazal’s buttocks. Dawood was holding the fat cheek of Ghazal buttocks with one hand. Dawood’s thick and long cock was half in the Ghazal’s asshole and half out. Dawood’s half-exposed monster cock was glistening with very wet and smooth water. This lubricating water belonged to the Ghazal’s asshole and the Ghazal’s small anus was swollen and bruised where a thick mixture of milky color had accumulated. This mixture was the seed of Dawood which some time ago he filled the depths of the Ghazal’s anus. Dawood’s cum was so high that cum filled the large intestine of the Ghazal. By the time she reached Nadia’s house, Ghazala’s panties were full of Dawood’s cum, so after taking a bath, she had to leave her panties in Nadia’s bathroom. Ghazal knew that Dawood had taken these pictures in this condition. In it, Dawood wanted to show Ghazal how sexy his twelve inch long and four inch thick cock looks in her virgin and innocent ass. Dawood had taken a couple of pictures while stopping the Ghazal. Maybe he was right. Dawood’s cock looked very sexy and beautiful in Ghazal’s anus. Ghazal had clearly asked him to delete these pictures. Dawood also deleted it. But then how come after that. Ghazal understood that Dawood had not permanently deleted these pictures. After deleting it in front of the Ghazal, it was later recovered. She sat on the sofa holding her head and wondering what to do next. Then there was a WhatsApp alert on her mobile. This was also Dawood’s message.
By maryem maryem3 years ago in Filthy
sex story
A couple of years of jerking off and playing around in different ways, I even tested if I could cum from just riding a dildo. Yes, I can, in fact Monika and Teresa have already shown more than once that they can fuck me so hard that my ass is almost torn apart and I cum…
By maryem maryem3 years ago in Filthy
sex story
A few days pass… Work and home, the usual routine. In the evening I sit down, get bored, go to a porn site, put my dick in my hand and have a standard game… Suddenly, I had a thought: if she just sends me a question about fucking and treats me like a whore on the phone, I am going to use it a bit and it is probably time to fuck her, too. I take the phone, take a picture of my dick sticking out and send it to my ex with a message: “this cock needs a pussy he can fuck”. After a while I get a reply: “the pussy is periodically out of order”. I reply “so plug your cunt, lubricate your ass and upturn the ass, and I’ll come right over and fuck your hole”. Reply after a while “in 15 minutes you can start fucking”.
By maryem maryem3 years ago in Filthy
sex story
The sun was brilliantly warm as the fresh air lingered through the opened window. The unmistakable fresh cut grass and flowers that were blossoming in the garden all added to the movement in her hips. This was the first time she had done this even though she had seen it on the internet plenty of times and her friends talking about their own experiences.
By maryem maryem3 years ago in Filthy
sex story 13
I met Patricia over the internet. It was quite a turbulent time in my life, losing my job and living alone had done a lot and I didn’t have much time or inclination to look for other girls. Suddenly a girl appears who lives far away but is interested in having me come to her. We met first on neutral ground, And after that I was invited to meet her at her house. I stayed the night, but spent the night in the guest room. My next visit was already another one with an overnight stay, and also the first one during which I spent the night in Patricia’s bedroom, and of course it ended with us then having sex.
By maryem maryem3 years ago in Filthy
sex story 13
It was anal day, (as if her bum wasn’t worked over every day anyway) she thought to herself as she slipped on her jeans. Moving her hand round to feel between her bum crack, she confirmed the large hole that had been cut through the fabric. Her fingers brushed against her own bare hole that she had just cleaned out with a few warm water enemas then used coconut oil to thoroughly lube up inside her hole. Walking over to her full-sized mirror, she faced her back to it and bent over, looking straight between her legs and at her bum. The split in the pants was big but close to her inner line of her bum crack, so only when she bent down could anyone see her bum hole. Something she was very thankful for.
By maryem maryem3 years ago in Filthy
