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Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 228 Ill Get You Out Prof I Promise

Monday, May 23, 2005 (Continued) Dying wasn't painful, as it wasn't a heart attack in the usual sense. Our body demanded oxygen, and filling our lungs didn't appease that demand, so that was very unpleasant. It didn't last for long though, as our brain had already been on its last legs. We quickly died, it happened during déjà vu so the other Mark knew it, and he commanded his heart to start pumping again, please. It did so. #1:

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Prof Franklin

The warm summer breeze ruffled Renee’s hair and the faint sounds of music came from the ballroom as she stood on the balcony overlooking the lake. She was so close to graduation, but she had no idea what she wanted to do after college, perhaps she would go back to get a doctorate. "Bored?" The voice startled her and she whirled to see who was finishing her thoughts. Prof. Franklin stood quite near, all 6'1" of him - - his blue eyes wrinkling into his smile. He was holding out a glass of...

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Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 99 Prof Plans for Me to Become a Quadmillionaire

Friday, April 22, 2005 (Continued) It was easier for me to check the kitchen for Prof than check his study, because the stairs arrive at the ground floor near the kitchen. Plus I should greet Vanessa anyway. The fact that I was overdue for a snack had not escaped my notice either. Also, I like kitchens. So I had lots of good reasons. I stuck my head in, and somewhat to my surprise, Prof was in there. As part of the mutual greetings Vanessa asked, "How's your day been, Mark?" "Very...

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Prof Peter Presents Pussies 4 in 1

PROFESSOR POET-PETER - PRESIDENT at 'AMSTERDAM'S "AMOUR" ACADEMY' PROFESSOR POET-PETER'S PRESENTS FOR FIRST ANNIVERSARY OF HIS 'AAA'PRETTY PUSSIES PRESENTED: PRINCESS PETRA - SLAVE-WIFE STELLA MARIS PROFESSOR POET-PETER SEES SEX-TEEN SEDUCTRESS SASKIA 'SUCK-STAR'PROF'S MAIN MAIDEN MARINA, TEENS TO TAKE CARE OF MY 'MORNING WOOD'===================================================================='DIRTY' DEAN at MY MORMON MAIDEN MONASTRY "MASTURBA" in MID-SEXONIA...

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The Poet

The Poet By Melissa Tawn The poet John Edward Remington burst onto the literary scene like a meteor. His first book of poetry was published at the age of 21. Three years and four books later, he was a superstar of the sort never seen before in America. Halls, then auditoria, then stadiums filled to capacity by people who came to hear him read. Over 45,000 turned out to hear him in Yankee Stadium, then over 80,000 people came to the Astrodome, then over...

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Une chaude prof asservie

Une chaude prof asservie 1 Hot teacher enslaved 1 Coulybaca / Auteur inconnu    Madame Lucy Harper, du haut de ses 43 ans ?tait fi?re de ses formes acad?miques. Faire classe ?tait sa vocation ! La semaine pr?c?dente elle avait pris un de ses ?l?ves ? tricher lors d'un test sous les sifflements admiratifs de ses condisciples lorsqu'elle tourna le dos. Elle avait l'habitude de ces sifflets d'admirateurs m?les lorsqu?elle se d?hanchait devant eux en rentrant chez elle. Il n'y avait pas de miracle, son 95 c faisait t...

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The Poet and his Muse

Jason Petrov stood at the stove and stirred his oatmeal. He repeated the line of poetry he had been working on since dawn, trying to get it right, when the telephone's shrill ringing shattered his concentration. Fuck! He slammed his spoon down on the counter. Why can't I be left alone? Before picking up the phone, he noticed the empty bird feeder outside his kitchen window, then took a deep sigh to suppress his anger before picking up the receiver. He spoke calmly, then stiffened at the voice...

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The Poet and his Muse

Jason Petrov stood at the stove and stirred his oatmeal. He repeated the line of poetry he had been working on since dawn, trying to get it right, but the telephone's shrill ringing shattered his concentration. Fuck! He slammed his spoon down on the counter. Why can't I be left alone? Before picking up the phone, he noticed the empty bird feeder outside his kitchen window, then took a deep breath to suppress his anger before picking up the receiver. He spoke calmly, then stiffened at the...

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Cutie Clara Caned by Prof Peter

C L A R A - C O M E S - C L E A R - C A N E D - C U N N Y : -- C O R P O R A L - C O R R E C T I O N !Cutie Clara is a dear delicate bright brunette beauty new novice at my Mormon Monastry in Upper SaxoniaLovely looks lead an observant astray as she can well behave: an angel on Earth hiding a Devil in disguiseAs her Supervising Superior Professor of Philosophy and Sexual-Cultural Anthropology, I am her CorrectorRealising her recent rebellion against Monastery Morale clever Clara decides to...

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Apni Prof Ki Ladki Ki Seal Todi

Hello friends,thanks aapko meri story pasand aayi or mujhe bahut saare mail mile hai. Meri last story (apni cousin sister ki chut or gand faadi).is story par mujhe bahut ache response mile.kio bhi married ya unmarried ladki Haryana main mujhse chudna chahti ho to plz mail me on my id , its totally safe. Jaisa ki aap log mere bare main jaante hain mera naam ajay hai or main Haryana se hoon.good looking,age 25 hai or mere lund ka size 7’inch lumba or 3’inch mota hai.ye jo story main aapko sunane...

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Heidi and The Prof

Heidi and The Prof I'm Heidi, and I like to think of myself as a confident, outgoing student here at Henley. I'm 19 and this is my second year here. Henley is a small, private college in rural Pennsylvania specializing in liberal arts, I'm studying English Literature and trying to fit in as much extra-curricular activities as possible while getting decent grades. Oh yeah, I was born male. I'm not sure if I'm transitioning or what, but I identify as a woman, wear women's clothes and all...

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Prof Pinwoodys NewFangled Homemade Lady

(5 spds, batt's incl.)! MAY 15, 2020, in a laboratory, whose location is known to only but a few, and only on a need-to-know basis: "Looks like we've truly done it, Alice!" said Prof. Hapland "Pin" Pinwoody, Ph.D. "Respy has just executed her tenth perfect computerized movement." He turned toward his associate, Prof. Alice Hames, Ph.D, and couldn't miss the grin on her face. It was almost ear-to-ear. "You're right, Pinny, and just wait until the investors get a gander. Shit,...

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Prof Davis gets a new job 2

You might want to read my previous Prof. Davis story. Gameday for Prof. Davis. “That’s it for today guys. Ya’ll have a good weekend,” I told the class. I was through for the day with my classes at High County Junior College . I teach Sophomore level U.S. History. I also help with the equipment for the cheerleaders. While a Junior College, we still have a long history of football. In our small town, it’s all that matters every weekend for home games. I did my part for the games by hauling the...

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Prof wants one student must avoid another

It was the first day of the Fall semester, and I was watching students file down the stairs and take their seats in the pit lecture room I was assigned. As usual I was prepared for lecture and could afford the luxury of people watching. I was particularly amused this day because it was the first time in several years that I was teaching Chemistry for non-majors. The class was mostly filled with first year students, and it was this aspect which amused me. It's fun to watch the new students,...

4 years ago

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The Poet

‘…whereas if you look at Emerson’s use of meter,’ I mumbled to the class, but Lisa Stanton was painting her nails, Justin Bridges was trying very hard to look like he was taking notes as he doodled a rocketship in his notebook, Andrew Haggerson was watching girls out the window, and Dawn Guptil was writing poetry, better stuff than I would ever do. Dawn was brilliant, so much so that in quiet moments, I almost wished she’d give it up and switch to Women’s Studies or Business because she’d do...

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DENISE DARING DREAMS

DENISE IS A DEAR DARING DARLING WITH ONE WISH -- ONE DOMINANT DREAM---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------DENIS IS SAILING SEAS WITH MAMMA ANNEMARIE AS LONG AS SHE REMEMBERSDENISE KNOWS HOW MUCH FREEDOM THEIR VESSEL MEANS FOR MA ANNEMARIE-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ANNEMARIE IS ATTRACTIVE AWESOME AA-BOOBIES BLONDE...

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Duty and Duplicity Book 5 of Poachers ProgressChapter 3 Death of a Poet

During the following months I applied myself diligently and exclusively to the training program, making sure I kept Leopold, Duke of Chianti, fully informed. I put from my mind the boxing of Shelley, the well-being and whereabouts of my sister, and thoughts of following the trail of White Lady, which might lead me to Eloise de La Zouche. I had informed John Stafford that Cadiz was the first point of entry of White Lady into Europe, and explained how the sacks were transferred, and that high...

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Prof Davis gets a new job 4

It would help to read my prior Prof Davis stories. Game over. Game lost. Not much happens in the cheer room after a defeat. The girls didn’t run cheering from the bus to go make a spirit line for the team tonight. Instead, they just exited the bus, their shoulders drooped and walked to the cheer room. I backed my truck and trailer to the back door of the school and waited while the guys unloaded the Cougar mascot. Losing sucks. It just takes everything out of you. The guys returned from...

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Prof Davis gets a new job 6

Prof. Davis Toes the Line I’m on a bus. A freaking school bus. The fact that it’s a college school bus does not change anything. Just because it’s not painted yellow doesn’t mean that it’s still not the same old crappy bench seats from when you and I were in elementary school. Okay, so it is filled with college cheerleaders, but other than that…I’m on a bus. I’m on a bus on a two and a half hour ride to our away game tomorrow afternoon. We’ll probably stay in some crappy hotel too. I was a...

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Prof Peter Presents SexStudents on Cam1

PROFESSOR POET- PETER - PRESIDENT-PROFESSOR AT 'AMSTERDAM'S "AMOUR" ACADEMY'PROFESSOR POET-PETER PRESENTS PUSSIES PRESENTED FOR FIRST 'AAA' ANNIVERSARY:PROFESSOR POET-PETER PRESENTS 'ANNE-BELLE', 'BERENDINA', 'CLEMENTE' & 'DIONYSIA'PROFESSOR POET-PETER PRESENTS PROUDLY 'AAA' - WHICH IS ALSO 'MORMON MONASTRY'PROFESSOR POET-PETER IS AS MORMON MASTER 'MAJOR DOMU' FOR FOUR FIRST SISTERS!===================================================================================PROF POET-PETER IS 'MORMON...

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The Water Poet

I was waiting for him at our favorite local pub, The Water Poet, after work. I was still dressed in my work attire, black pencil skirt, platform Mary Jane heels, and frilly pink blouse with a pattern of tiny black hearts. After the surprise encounter in the morning, my mind was numb for the rest of the day. I couldn’t believe how ballsy he had been to sneak into my office and basically molest me under my desk. It was totally fucking hot! He was a total pervert, and I loved it. He came across...

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The Water Poet

I was waiting for him at our favorite local pub, The Water Poet, after work. I was still dressed in my work attire, black pencil skirt, platform Mary Jane heels, and frilly pink blouse with a pattern of tiny black hearts. After the surprise encounter in the morning, my mind was numb for the rest of the day. I couldn't believe how ballsy he had been to sneak into my office and basically molest me under my desk. It was totally fucking hot! He was a total pervert, and I loved it. He came across as...

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DENISE DARING DREAMS

DENISE IS A DEAR DARING DARLING WITH ONE WISH -- ONE DOMINANT DREAM ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------DENIS IS SAILING SEAS WITH MAMMA ANNEMARIE AS LONG AS SHE REMEMBERSDENISE KNOWS HOW MUCH FREEDOM THEIR VESSEL MEANS FOR MA ANNEMARIE------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ANNEMARIE IS ATTRACTIVE AWESOME AA-BOOBIES BLONDE...

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Professor Kanes Erotic Dreams

Professor Joel Kane’s eyes began to glaze over as he read what he dearly hoped was the last page of the ecology student essay: ‘What a thrill it would be to walk the plains of North America as they were in the Pleistocene Age, twelve thousand years ago. To see great herds of camels, mammoths, and ground sloths, and other species of megafauna that soon became extinct. Now they exist only as fossils.’ Joel took another sip of decaf, seeing by the clock in his study that it was nearly midnight....

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Horny And Dirty Sex With A Foreigner In Delhi

Hi dear readers. Thank you for your response to my previous stories. I am Samir, from Delhi, a doctor by profession but romantic hot and horny by nature. I love sex a lot and have hundreds of fantasies to make them true. I am here to share my sexperience with you and hope you will like it. Comments suggestions and friend requests are more than welcome on my mail. Coming to the story, it happened way back in 2014 when I was in a party in Hauz Khas with my friends. I happen to catch a glimpse of...

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Juicy Jessy at Poets Petra n Peter 2

Juicy Jessy meets Pretty Petra at Professor Poet Peter, her great grandfather, who learned her all in loveJuicy Jessy meets Poet Peter's meat, which is her right, as soon she discovers the truth about her f(a)milyPrincess Pretty Petra 'en Profil' at her 18th birthday: https://nl.xhamster.com/photos/gallery/3350284/55852955----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Poet Peter has only one...

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Dirty Little Secrets 1 Performing For Two

I know he’s there, even if he isn’t.What I mean is that I can never know if he’s there, but he’s so real in my mind that he’s always there when I perform.Oh dear, I’m not explaining this very well, am I?It’s like this. My husband, John, spends every other working week abroad. I’ve never had any reason to imagine that he’s been anything other than completely faithful to me, but at the same time I’m a realist. I know that things can happen, that temptation can ensnare. Where does that line come...

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The Count of Monte CristoChapter 58 M Noirtier de Villefort

We will now relate what was passing in the house of the king's attorney after the departure of Madame Danglars and her daughter, and during the time of the conversation between Maximilian and Valentine, which we have just detailed. M. de Villefort entered his father's room, followed by Madame de Villefort. Both of the visitors, after saluting the old man and speaking to Barrois, a faithful servant, who had been twenty-five years in his service, took their places on either side of the...

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AUSSIE AMAS AB AM BRED BY PROFS PETER

AWESOME AUSTRALIAN AMATEURS ABBIE AND AMANDA ARE LOST IN LONG LESBIAN LOVE AUSTRALIAN AMATEUR ABBIE AND AMANDA ARE ANTICIPATING ARRIVAL OF TWO PETERSAUSTRALIAN AMATEUR ABBIE AND AMANDA ARE ANTICIPATING THEIR DEFT DEFLORATION==============================================================================AWESOME AUSTRALIAN AMATEURS ABBIE AND AMANDA LOOK LOST IN LONG LEZZIE LOVE AUSTRALIAN AMATEUR ABBIE AND AMANDA ARE ANTICIPATING ARRIVAL OF TWO PETERSAUSTRALIAN AMATEUR ABBIE AND AMANDA ARE...

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The Count of Monte CristoChapter 74 The Villefort Family Vault

Two days after, a considerable crowd was assembled, towards ten o'clock in the morning, around the door of M. de Villefort's house, and a long file of mourning-coaches and private carriages extended along the Faubourg Saint-Honore and the Rue de la Pepiniere. Among them was one of a very singular form, which appeared to have come from a distance. It was a kind of covered wagon, painted black, and was one of the first to arrive. Inquiry was made, and it was ascertained that, by a strange...

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Prof Davis gets a new job 5

Professor Davis Makes it Official “Hey, Professor Davis!” Kyla said cheerfully as she bounced into my room. She was followed by another girl that I recognized as being on the same cheer squad as Kyla. “You know Stephanie, don’t ya?” She asked, pushing the girl towards my desk. I stood up. “Hi Stephanie. I recognize you as one of the cheerleaders, we’ve just never met.” “Hi.” She said softly as she shook my hand. Hot. Well, yes, she was incredibly gorgeous. But I’m talking about the heat that...

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Prof Davis gets a new job 9

“…And this is the darkroom where we still do some old-school pictures now and then,” Allison said as we toured the Journalism department.   She was pointing at what looked like a regular classroom door, but it had a red light mounted above it and a big warning sign on it telling all not to enter when the light is on. Allison is the journalism teacher at the junior college where I work. I had seen her at several of our football games, but she was always half-hidden behind a huge telephoto lens....

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Prof Davis gets a new job 3

I pulled my truck around behind the Junior College where I teach and parked next to the cheer/dance room. I teach Sophomore History at High County Junior College in Texas . I enjoy being a part of the life of the school. During football season, I meet up with a couple of the young men and we transport our Cougar mascot statue to the football games. The guys met me earlier and we put the mascot into the box trailer. The guys would meet me at the stadium later. At last week’s game, the cheer...

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Prof Davis gets a new job 10

“Take him home, gentlemen,” I told the mascot escorts standing next to me. “Roll him back to school, and this time watch your six!” I was referring to the last game when the mascot had almost been stolen by the rival fans when the guys had their attention on some local ladies. I’m Professor Davis. I work at a Junior College in Texas. We offer most sports at our school and we have several traditions that go back for years. One of them is the rolling statue of our Cougar mascot. One day the...

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Prof Davis gets a new job 8

“She’s exhausted.” Kyla said from the passenger seat of the rental car. “Yeah,” I responded. “She’s out already. Poor thing. She was up all night. Every time that she drifted off, someone came in and woke her up to check on her. She’ll probably sleep all of the way home.” “I feel so bad but it wasn’t really anyone’s fault, “Kyla explained. “It was just one of those things that happen.” I guess it’s time to let you into our conversation. I’m Professor Davis and I help with the cheer...

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Prof Davis gets a new job 7

We unloaded all of our bags and since I was ‘in charge’ for the moment,vI had to check everyone in. I was delayed outside for a few minutes making sure that all of the team gear had survived the trip when Kyla stepped up to me. ‘We’re all checked in and everyone has their keys,’ she said with a smile of accomplishment. ‘You just need to drop off the school check. G’nite!’ I wearily went inside to the front desk, and true to her word, Kyla had handled everything for me. I just had to sign my...

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Prof Davis gets a new job 1

‘They like to show off and flirt a bit, don’t they?’ It took me a few seconds to even realize that I had heard the question. ‘Huh?’ I responded weakly. I was busted. Busted hard. The cheerleader sponsor had walked up behind me and had whispered it to the back of my head. I turned to see her with a cute smile on her face and a knowing twinkle in her eyes. ‘Oh, relax. It’s no big deal. They like you, you know. So they show off for you.’ I breathed a sigh of relief. I still didn’t know what to...

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chat whit prof

Bryan log in... -Hi miss Matsumoto. Tomiko was online 5 minutes ago... Tomiko log in -Hi to you Bryan, do you need something? -Well, actually... _"now it's your turn. Choose what bryan will have to say to Professor Tomiko and good luck."_ "remember: some actions will diminish the dignity of the teacher making her more "friendly", but others may diminish her patience and may decide to block you causing the game over! "

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DANUTA DOROTA PROF PIOTR 4 LOVELIFE

DANUTKA DWORKOWA LIVES WITH HER FATHER PETER ON THE COUTRYSIDE NEAR SLOWAKIADANUTKA DWORKOWA LIVES A HAPPY HOT LUSTFUL LIVE WITH HER HERD IN LONG SUMMERS================================================================================DANUTKA LIVES AN EASY LIFE AS FINE FIRM FARM-DAUGHTER @ AN OLD SELF-SUFFICIENT FARMDANUTKA LIVES WITH GRANDDAD -- AN ELDERLY RETIRED PHILOSOPHER: PROFESSOR PETER DANUTKA LIVES WITH GRANDDAD -- WHO IS WRITING & READING MOST OF THE DAY & EVENINGDANUTKA CAN...

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Prof Davis in the Dark

"...and this is the darkroom where we still do some old-school pictures now and then." Allison said as we toured the Journalism department. She was pointing at what looked like a regular classroom door, but it had a red light mounted above it and a big warning sign on it telling all not to enter when the light is on.Allison is the journalism teacher at the junior college where I work. I had seen her at several of our football games, but she was always half-hidden behind a huge telephoto lens....

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Emma and Prof Peterson Chapters 1 2

Chapter 1. Professor Peterson[/b] I teach at one of those fancy New England small colleges. It is a good gig, with enough money, nice scenery, no heavy lifting, etc. But, frankly, it has been a little lonely since my wife ran off with the Athletic Director. I’ll be honest, I love ogling the young female students, and I am a fan of the “less is more” trend in women’s clothing. But, you have to be careful with the students because you will get in big trouble when a student files an action...

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Emma and Prof Peterson Chapters 3 4

The College rented us a car for the three hour or so drive to Boston. A travel day, I was wearing jeans and a polo shirt, total Dad look. Emma had on a sun dress with a plunging back that plunged almost to her ass crack. When the wind blew the dress up tight against her skin, I could see she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Another day, another boner for me. We made some small talk about the event, but I was totally distracted because Emma was messing with me. She smiled sweetly at me each...

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Emma and Prof Peterson Chapters 5 6 7 8

I was feeling pretty proud of myself when I got back to my room. Emma the tease thought she was demeaning me and controlling me by making me lick her asshole. Little did she know I have been dreaming of tonguefucking her perfect hole since the first day I saw her ass as she walked away. And when she tried to dismiss me, I turned the tables on her by jacking off on that perfect pink bum. I should have just held her down and fucked her in the ass. Then I would be in charge. Ah well, I...

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Emma and Prof Peterson Chapters 9 10

“I’m sorry,” I whispered sheepishly. “You know what we were doing in there, right? My friend made sure we wouldn’t be interrupted.” The flight attendant nodded nervously. “Well, the bitch blue balled me again. Captain there is her third cock of the day and it isn’t even noon!” I hissed. I couldn’t contain my frustration. The flight attendant pulled me into the galley, out of sight of the other passengers who were getting a little nervous at the agitated man in the front of the...

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Wet Poet Society 1

It wasn’t going to be a productive morning, that much Mary knew the moment she had struggled her way through the first lonely sentence of her newest book project. Most of the time she loved working in the morning when her brain was still well-rested and the ideas fresh and not even the beautiful nature around her house had woken up, but then there are exceptions to every rule and this day looked like one of them.Staring at the notebook screen on the table in front of her she sighed and leaned...

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Amsterdam by Jennifer to Porn Poet Peter

Lost and found, sweet start of a long love story of sex and spankingI had just turned 18 and was so looking forward to this vacation to Amsterdam but things were just not working out. First the Airline misplaced my luggage so the only thing I had to wear was a short thin sun dress and then the Hotel I was supposed to stay at had overbooked so I had no place to stay so as I wandered down the street I sat down on a bench and started to cry. I had no idea but right across from me was a business...

3 years ago

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Story of a bored poet and a fed up medico

Well, the story I’m narrating happened a couple of years back in the chilly winters of November 2018. Bored out of nowhere, I was trying my best to get a girlfriend or any decent girl to be friends with. So I matched with this beauty one better evening with specs on a dating app. Soon after matching, we started chatting. She was bored, too, living the hostel life. After two weeks of continuous chatting and calls, we finally decided to meet. We had to get free from our busy schedule. To mention...

4 years ago

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The Fall Of The Poet

"It's getting late." "Indeed." I didn't look up, my eyes still scouring across the typed pages before me, trying to locate another error. "You best go get him then. I've only just had that painting in the hallway restored." I got up with a heavy sigh and put down my pen. I looked over at Edgar just once before I left the room. He was wearing khaki slacks and a blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up, his forearms submerged in the soapy water. The washing up was done and put away and...

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Heart of the MountainChapter 6 Warrior Poet

Iden awoke the following morning with Isabelle’s arm still draped across his chest, her long tail trailing over his thighs. It was heavy enough that he’d have trouble lifting it, limp save for a subtle twitching at its tapered tip, reminding him of the way that a sleeping dog’s ear might flick while it was dreaming. She was clinging to him so tightly, her head resting on his shoulder, her bosom engulfing his upper arm. Her chest rose and fell softly, her breath tickling his neck and blowing...

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In the Words of Poets

Stepping out of the bright sunlight, the inside of the bookstore seemed completely black. From the shadows I saw an elderly man. Slightly bald, with a wispy white beard like fingers of mist creeping down a mountainside, he looked through squinted eyes. I could hear a strange rattling as he breathed and wondered of it was just the dustiness or something more serious. As my eyes adjusted, I noticed several dusty bookshelves with ‘approved’ books prominently displayed. These books appeared to...

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Fallen Poets

Authors note: this story is a work of fiction and in no way reflects the actions or thoughts of the people involved.Lucy stood at the bar waiting to be served. The concert had been as good, if not better, than she had anticipated. In her head she replayed her favourite songs and recalled every nuance of Markos performance. His voice was just as gorgeous as she remembered from the videos, and Ollie played the guitar like a dream. It had been amazing.Sipping her drink Lucy made her way over to...

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Dirty Little Secrets 9 Performing For Three

“Do you want to fuck me?”The situation is reminiscent of how my little confession started. I’m lying on my back on the bed with my legs spread and the laptop pointing at me. Back then my secret admirer stood outside, peeping in through the window. Now Mark is of course my secret lover, but for the moment he’s back outside, looking in.But this week is also different. It’s the first time in many months my husband’s work abroad takes him elsewhere in Europe – Copenhagen, if you’re wondering – and...

1 year ago

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Reddit Pee

Reddit Pee, aka r/Pee! If a subreddit is literally called ‘Pee’ what the fuck else would you expect from it than horny girls peeing? Well, if you are into that kind of shit, you are more than welcome to check out r/Pee/, because the subreddit is hot and free. Obviously, all the subreddits are free, and you can explore as much as you fucking want, or continue reading to see what the heck you can expect.So, are you into pee porn? Not necessarily porn, as long as you enjoy combining naughty and...

2 years ago

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Drinking My BFF Caseys Pee

Kneeling in the large tub in front of Casey's naked body, I looked up into the leafy lips of her vagina, waxed and smooth, noting the gentle lines of her pelvic bone sloping back toward her hips as she thrust her crotch towards me. Casey pulled her lips apart wide, laying the inside flat and open and causing her pee hole to protrude out at me slightly. She was gently bearing down, causing the skin around her labia to puff out a bit. Her lips parted further as she pushed on her bladder, a small...

1 year ago

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Golden Evening Pee

I told you a couple months ago about the gorgeous 30 year old girl I live with. We have pet names for each other, I call her Kitten and she calls me daddy? We've done so many nasty things over the past few months. But there was always one thing that kept running through my mind, something really nasty, really dirty. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to experience it with my little girl, my Kitten. Well, one night we had gone out for dinner. We decided that we'd make a night of it...

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The Real Stepford Wives Lizzies Story

The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Sophia, along with some of the characters in the other two stories make cameo appearances here. *************************************** I...

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The Real Stepford Wives Vickys Story

The Real Stepford Wives - Vicky's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This is my third entry in the Stepford Series. This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Lizzie, along with some of the characters in the original two stories make cameo appearances...

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The Real Stepford Wives Sophias Story

The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Some of the characters in those stories make cameo appearances here. ********************** I was four years into my career as a Big Four accountant. Two years ago, I had been promoted to senior associate and was hopeful about...