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“The first thing you must know about lap dancing,” Rebecca said, as she walked across the room, inspecting the strength of the pole, and observing the angles of the mirrors, “is that you must have belief. Believe in yourself, believe in your sexual powers.” “Quite the setting you have here.” She complimented, as she elegantly swayed around the pole. “Thank you, Ms. Red Pussycat.” Donna replied meekly. She looked around the finished room, thinking on how different it was from who she really...
Chapter VII George had been sitting on the front stoop, nursing a bottle of Boh when Terry pulled up. He stood up and walked toward the car. Sticking out his hand, he said, “Hi. I’m George. Welcome. Bob said you were making hay today. There’s a hose ‘round back, if you wanna knock the dust off.” Terry shook hands and said, “Name’s Terwilliger, but everyone calls me Terry. A hose doesn’t do very well. I was thinking maybe I’d run over to Mago Vista and jump in the river.” He cocked his head...
NovelsChapter XV They were all sitting at the breakfast table, having a second cup of coffee, when Isolde spoke up. “I have an idea,” she said. “On those nights when I don’t feel like shutting one of you out, would you both mind coming to my bed with me, and just snuggling, and going to sleep that way?” George and Terry looked at each other. “I’m game, if you are,” Terry said. “Okay,” George said. “We can give it a try.” He wanted to say that things might be moving a little too fast, but he...
NovelsHello ISS lovers! The characters in the story do not resemble anybody alive and kicking! I have always been amused reading all those star predictions which kept coming in almost all the newspapers and magazines although I always read them first whenever I browsed anything. However, I was in for a big surprise a few days ago as the prediction for my star perfectly coincided with what happened during the day. The prediction said that I would be getting pleasant news and exactly the same thing...
Chapter IV When they got to the gig, Will, the drummer, was just setting up. He nodded to George and Isolde as he fiddled with his equipment. The bass player hadn’t arrived yet, but that was no surprise. He had told George three months ago that he was playing a wedding in Ocean City “on a Friday afternoon, for God sakes! Doesn’t anyone get married on a Saturday anymore?” he had rhetorically asked. “Maybe they got a three-day weekend special,” was George’s laconic reply. “Yeah. So now they are...
NovelsJenny: The mother. 41 years old, and a lush BBW. 62-40-56. 300lb. 42Q. Think an even bustier, bigger assed Lexxxi Luxe. Caitlyn: The sister. 22 years old, and a thick bitch. 60-34-48. 230lb. 38H. Think a thicker, bustier Samantha 38G. Shandy: The girlfriend and novice cuckoldress. 21, and growing big and strong. 48-34-46. 190lb. 32KK. By this point, you get the picture, but just in case, picture a chubbier Dors Feline. Benjamin: The father, 39 years old and a total wimp. Slim, hairless, with a...
Chapter X George woke up full of welts, and itching all over. His back and neck were stiff from sleeping hunched over. He scrunched up his face, and could feel the dried salt on his cheeks. He rubbed his chin and cheeks with his right hand as he turned his left arm toward the light filtering through the front window, and peered at his watch. It said 3:15. He got up and walked into the house as he tipped the bottle up and chugged his now warm beer. He set the empty bottle on the kitchen...
NovelsChapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...
Chapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...
NovelsChapter VIIISunday morning, after they had all had coffee, Terry and George took the canoe out to go fishing, and Isolde wandered around inside the house, exploring. She found the pull down attic stairway in the upstairs second bedroom, and went up in the attic, just to see what was there. She found several rolled up rugs, and assumed they were in storage until winter. There was an old Electrolux tank vacuum cleaner, and she hauled it, and it’s attachments down into the main house. Maybe I’ll...
NovelsChapter XVIII Wednesday morning, they all three awoke at the crack of dawn. Isolde wondered if their new-found camaderie, or maybe love had recharged all of them, and made them want to wake up early, to be together.George spoke first, saying, “Good morning, you two. I love you guys.” Then, springing out of bed, and turning toward Isolde, he said, “If you don’t mind, I’m gonna hop in the shower first, so I can get my ass off to Glen Burnie.”“Are you sure you don’t want company?” Isolde asked,...
NovelsSunday morning Donna woke up with a shock. Her body tensed in a single second. “HMMM, HHMM.” She tried to scream. She looked wide eyed into the brightly lit room of the hotel. Someone was pushing something in her ass! She tried to move but found she was bound spread eagle belly down on the master bed. Screaming was impossible as she had a large uncomfortable ball gagging her mouth. She lifted her head and looked back. She saw Ms. Brendan dressed in some fetish suit pushing a tube into her...
Chapter XVI While they were sitting out on the porch, George started having second thoughts again. He was sitting in one of the rockers, with his feet up on the crossbar, and suddenly sat forward, and planted both feet on the floor. He stood up and turning, said over his shoulder, “I gotta got to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” He went through the front door and down the hallway. After he left, Isolde said to Terry, “I think he is having some approach-avoidance issues with this whole...
NovelsThe weekend with Robert The bell rang as Donna was busy cleaning up the house. Two weeks of neglect had made it very messy indeed, and her daughters hadn?t helped either. Old pizza was everywhere she found out, and the dust...She opened the door, wondering who it could be. ?Hello Cutty.? Ninon walked inside. She looked at Donna with disgust. ?That?s not the way you planned to see Robert, is it???Of course not, I?m cleaning up the house.? She answered annoyed ?What are you doing here Ninon, you...
Mail id : Fathima, the conservative muslim girl age 28 worked in my house. She, not only worked but stayed in my home, she was abandoned by her parents. My mom decided to protect her until she’s married to someone good. For 10 years she lived with us and we treated her as family. When I was young, she took me to the movies and garden etc. She never went to school but knew how to read and write effectively. She used to join me during my studies. Now coming to her body, she had a milky...
During the whole drive, she and Ms. Brendan were kissing and fondling each other. Ms. Brendan lectured her all the time on how she should make-out with her. She was also urging Donna to do the same, and tell her what she liked Ms. Brendan to do with her. As the trip continued, Donna revealed more and more of her sexual desires. In the beginning it were just small things, like where she loved to be touched, how to stroke her skin. But it moved slowly up from her legs, to her belly, up to how...
Chapter XIII It was just 5:00 when Isolde pulled into the driveway and parked behind George’s VW. George and Terry came out of the house to greet her and she said, “Here – each of you grab a bag of groceries. Watch that one, Terry – it’s heavy.” She had bought several cans of soup, and some tomatoes and the rest of the ingredients for marinara sauce, and the store bagger had put all of the cans in one bag. “I forgot you were gonna have to rent a car,” said George. “We have to do something...
NovelsIt was Saturday morning and Donna was out with her children on the gym track at the school. She was very relaxed as she sat alone at their usual table. Lisa was running now and Trixy tried throwing the discus a bit. It was cold outside but not too cold. And she was dressed against the cold: a warm beige fur coat, together with thick black stockings, a red woolen plaid skirt, reaching somewhere hallway her thigh and creeping up higher now she was sitting. High heeled white leather boots, with...
Chapter XVII As he began to remove the sheets, George suddenly realized that it would be silly to take his standard sheets into Isolde’s bed, when it was a king-sized mattress. So he stopped pulling at the sheets, and simply picked up his pillow, and went back across the hallway to Isolde’s bedroom. He didn’t know exactly what he expected when he walked into the doorway, but what he hadn’t counted on was the musky smell of recent sex that permeated the room. He had a momentary pang of...
NovelsI led Jay down the short corridor, opening the bathroom door for him to see. It was neat and clean. Then I led him the next few steps to the bedroom. The door was open and he pushed past me. His shoulder and arm brushed across my chest as he moved through the doorway. My cock was already rock hard. I watched him walk to the closet and open the door. As he checked it out, I checked out his body.Jay was tall and muscular, but not overly developed. He wore some long shorts and a tight fitting...
Dedication This dedication is long and necessarily so. The book has taken me three decades to write, mostly because I didn’t start actually putting pen to paper, so to speak, until I had all my background ducks in a row. Putting ducks in a row is like herding cats; patience becomes the primary virtue. This book is Tom Woolfolk’s fault. Well, actually, Tom’s and Sheila’s jointly. We three commuted to work together for a few years in the early eighties, and during those long and boring rides,...
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ATENÇÃO PRODUTORAS E PRODUTORES DE VÍDEOS PORNOGRÁFICOS GERAIS, FILMES PORNÔS, VÍDEOS DE SEXOS E MUITO MAIS, QUEM QUIZER ME CONTRATAR PARA TRABALHAR DE ATOR PORNOGRÁFICO, ESCRAVO DE MULHERES E DOMINADORAS BELAS, ME CHAMEM NO ZAP: 61 984828532, AGUARDO RESPOSTASATTENTION PRODUCERS AND PRODUCERS OF GENERAL PORNOGRAPHIC VIDEOS, MOVIES PORNOS, SEX VIDEOS AND MUCH MORE, WHO WOULD LIKE TO CONTRACT TO WORK WITH PORNOGRAPHIC ACTOR, SLAVE OF WOMEN AND FINE DOMINATORS, CALL ME AT ZAP: 61 984828532,...
Když Sára třetí den konečně vstala z postele, cítila se neobyčejně svěží. Zřejmě to způsobil ten celodenní spánek. To však ještě nevěděla, co si na ní Saturňané připravili. Kovová chapadla jí opět připoutala na křeslo určené na pokusy a roboti se začali věnovat sexuálnímu výzkumu jejího těla. Jedním dráždidlem Sáře dráždili klitoris, zatímco další umělý penis se dobýval do hloubi její pochvy a třetí si vzal na starost Sářinu kakaovou dírku. Všichni roboti se v ní tak dokonale doplňovali, že v...
Chapter XVII As he began to remove the sheets, George suddenly realized that it would be silly to take his standard sheets into Isolde’s bed, when it was a king-sized mattress. So he stopped pulling at the sheets, and simply picked up his pillow, and went back across the hallway to Isolde’s bedroom. He didn’t know exactly what he expected when he walked into the doorway, but what he hadn’t counted on was the musky smell of recent sex that permeated the room. He had a momentary pang of...
Donna sat at the kitchen table taking a break from her morning duties. She had still so much to do! She looked at her nails to check if she had done them correctly. She had done so five times already in the last minute alone, but she kept forgetting. Her mind couldn’t hold anything anymore; she was so desperate for sleep. And as she sat in the chilly kitchen, she had to constantly rub herself as both her holes itched terrible. She never had had it this bad. Both holes were flaming red. It...
Whiteboy Whipping Club!TJ Ryderhttp://www.midnightx.com/[img]http://midnightx.com/fpage/gaybd/COVER2.gif[/img] Dear Diary, Since this is like my first installment to be published in 'Lavendar Cellblock' I am supposed to intro myself a little forthe readers. And nobody buys Cellblock unless theyr'e gay or at least heavily bi, and into S&M a little bit at least, so I'm taking that into consideration here. I'm (no last names or any data that can identify me or where Iwork) a part time...
“Come on,” Ms. Brendan said as she practically jumped out of the car. “This going to be fun!” “Fun for who?” Donna thought, as she got out a little bit slower. “Ever been in a sex shop?” Ms. Brendan asked as if she brought a child to a amusement park for the first time. “You’ll like it!” “I’m not so sure about that,” Donna thought as she looked worrisome at her own clothing. “I’ve seen a few already, Ms. Brendan” she said. “How can she let me in such a place dressed like this? It’s not...
Donna was sitting in the spacious living room of Ms. Brendan. The light of the cold December sun was pouring in through the glass door leading to the terrace. It brightened the white room only so much. Especially if you had only recently experienced what a real hot tropical soon was like. The grey appearance of the light only added to her dreadful feeling. It was too cold to sit outside now, and even inside it was chilly. Especially if you were as naked as Donna. She nervously flipped her...
"We'll leave the smell of the sea in your bed, Where love's just a job and nothing is said." ELTON JOHN - Sweet Painted Lady "Webster", she said, standing on tiptoe so that she could speak into the intercom set high and to the right of the door. "Tina Webster. I'm supposed to start today". "Of course you are. Come up". The voice was young, light, cheerful. Tina felt the tension in her stomach lift a little. "I can't get in", she told the disembodied voice. "There's no door...
Ich war mir nicht sicher, ob ich richtig gesehen hatte. Hatte sich die Figur etwa doch bewegt? Jeder kennt diese alten Brunnen, die auf Marktpl?tzen zu finden sind. Aus Steinen gebaut, und oft mit einer Figur obendrauf. Eine G?ttin der Gerechtigkeit etwa, mit verbundenen Augen und einer Waage in der Hand. Hier war es allerdings ein - nackter - J?ngling. Nicht besonders gro?, so knapp einen Meter, und aus einem r?tlichen Stein gehauen. So etwas kann sich nicht bewegen, sagt einem der Ve...
DARKNESS hangs heavily upon me as I struggle to wriggle from its torturous grasp. I am smothered by its heaviness upon me as I consider my fate. Someone please reveal to me that this deed is nothing but a cruel and unusual prank, I await the sound of laughter as the perpetrators come to remove me from this hell. I hold my breath and intently listen, I can only hear the distant scratching of vermin within the castle walls and the pounding pulse in my temples. It is as quiet as it is dark, the...
When I answered it, Jay's voice sent a thrill of excitement through my body. "Yo, whiteboy. I got me a new piece of furniture. I need some help getting into my place. Figured, you know, since you're the landlord and all, you could help me move it in.""Um, well, sure Jay. When do you need me?""In about thirty minutes whiteboy. Get your ass over here."It was across town to Jay's place, so I got under way. In about fifteen minutes, I had pulled up in front of his apartment. There was a pickup...
Hi friends this is continuation for my first story My fuck with my Aunt Fathima in this story I am going to describe u about her daughter Afrina she was thin and her figure was super and her body size was 36 34 36 she was amazing she was married to my Fathima aunts brother he was in Dubai and she had a baby 5 months old. Her husband will come for every three years .Afrina came to aunts house and she saw me and we talked with each other she is elder than me for two years and that evening my...
IncestThe next morning Donna woke up groggy, not knowing all too well where she was, until it hit her. She sat up straight at once and looked around the room, and at herself. She was covered in dried female cum, her dress laid torn on the ground. She still wore her stockings and heels, but her stocking were completely ruined. “Ah, you’re awake!” A naked Ms. Brendan walked out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel, “Just in time, you need to shower; we have to get going. I already ordered...
Donna walked up to Ms. Brendan’s house after she parked her car. It was a misty morning and very cold, and a small breeze made it feel so much colder. She tucked herself deeper in the short fur coat. it kept at least her upper body warm, but she hurried fast to the door, her legs were freezing already. In her mind she was exited and anxious. Not so much because of meeting Ms. Brendan, or what she would make her do. It would be the usual nakedness, and probably some humiliation too. No, that...
Donna walked up to Ms. Brendan’s door, cuddled in her new long and warm winter coat. It was part of the new wardrobe she apparently had ordered through the Internet. Donna would have never spent so much money on such an obscene coat; she looked so cheap in it. But most of all, it was the idea of animal fur that was bothering her. For as long as she could remember, Donna had been strongly opposed against the killing of animals for something so senseless as their fur! Regardless, she had to...
The bell rang as Donna was busy cleaning up the house. Two weeks of neglect had made it very messy indeed and her daughters hadn’t helped neither. Old pizza was everywhere she found out, and the dust ... She straightened her clothes and opened the door, wondering who it could be. “Hello Cutty,” Ninon walked inside. She looked at Donna with disgust. “That’s not the way you planned to see Robert, is it?” “Of course not, I’m cleaning up the house first,” Donna answered annoyed. “What are you...
“Donna, wake up...” Drowsy Donna opened her eyes slowly, not understanding where she was. “You fell asleep o the cough. Here, let me tuck you in.” Robert said gently as he wrapped a blanket around her. “What...” Donna tried to speak. “Hush, just go to sleep again,” Robert told her lovingly as he caressed her hair. “I have to go, it is 5 o’clock. The taxi is here already.” “Listen,” he continued, “We shouldn’t part on bad terms. I love you, remember that. It is just the stress that makes...
Chapter IX Terry was in the bathroom when Isolde got to the top of the stairs. She rapped her knuckles on the door as she went by, and said, “I’m next.” She heard a muffled, “Okay.” A minute or two later, Terry came out of the bathroom, carrying and drying his hands on the towel. He handed the towel to Isolde, saying, “I guess you will want this.” He went into the bedroom, and lay down on his back on the bed. As he waited for Isolde to finish whatever she was doing in the bathroom (putting in...
NovelsShe had charmed her dad's business partner two evenings ago at dinner and he had liked Fatima so much, he'd called yesterday and asked if he could bring over his divorced son to meet her. Ofcourse her parents had readily agreed and had gone to great lengths to prepare the best for tonight's dinner. Fatima sighed, wondering how bad this guy was going to be. If he looked anything like his father, it'd be a sad disappointment, because Ahmed Patel had just turned sixty and was short, with a...
I woke up and looked over at Goldie, she was sleeping soundly. She had a soft smile on her lips. I wanted to kiss her but instead I got up and went to relieve myself. When I returned she was sitting on the side of the bed. I sat beside her and pushed her back and kissed her sweet lips, she tried to pull away but my hand slipped under her gown and between her legs. She stopped struggling and her arms went around my neck. She pulled her face back, ‘Please let me go to the bathroom. I’ll be...
MY WIFE IS A BIG FAT SLUTING OLD WHORE WITH A BIG OPEN FUCKED UP PUSSY THAT SMELLS SHE IS A WORTHLESS PEACE OF SHIT SHE IS DUM AS FUCK SHE THINKS SHE’S HOT BUT SHE IS OLD AND FAT FACE WITH BIG FAT DROOPY TITS AND A BIG FAT ASS WITH CELLULITE ON IT. SHE OPENS HER LEGS AND ALL THE AREA OF THE PUSSY IS ALL DARK BROWN AND SOME BLACK FROM HER LEGS AND FAT RUBBING TOGETHER. ON FOUR HER BUTT WHOLE IS ALL BLACK AND WRINKLED BIG TIME. IF YOU FUCK HER YOU FEEL NOTHING SHE HAS NO PERSURE IN HER OLD...
MY WIFE IS A BIG FAT SLUTING OLD WHOREWITH A BIG OPEN FUCKED UP PUSSY THAT SMELLSSHE IS A WORTHLESS PEACE OF SHITSHE IS DUM AS FUCKSHE THINKS SHE'S HOT BUT SHE IS OLD AND FAT FACE WITH BIG FAT DROOPY TITS AND A BIG FAT ASS WITH CELLULITE ON IT.SHE OPENS HER LEGS AND ALL THE AREA OF THE PUSSY IS ALL DARK BROWN AND SOME BLACK FROM HER LEGS AND FAT RUBBING TOGETHER. ON FOUR HER BUTT WHOLE IS ALL BLACK AND WRINKLED BIG TIME.IF YOU FUCK HER YOU FEEL NOTHING SHE HAS NO PERSURE IN HER OLD PUSSY. SHE...
Hi guys I am back again to tell a story with my aunt Fathima .let me introduce myself again I am Chandu I am 5feet 9 inches tall and handsome with well built sporty structure. Fathima was my father’s friend wife there were a Muslim middle class family and her husband is a hard worker .let me describe Fathima aunty she is gorgeous and her age was 39 now when I am small when I use to go to their home in evenings .it was a village and there were no tuitions and she use to teach us and she used to...
Irfaan was delighted to find out that Fatima was the same woman from the park. He'd been afraid that he'd never see her again. He'd ended up fucking her in her parents kitchen the day before. She'd been amazing, absolutely driving him crazy with her eager willingness to submit to his every need. He wanted to know more of her. He needed to know more, to feel more, to discover more. He'd suggested to her parents he'd like to pick her up for gym every day and drop her off at the end of the...
Ben pushed his face against the locker’s metal grille, desperate to get one last look at Amy as she strode away. She had such a sexy walk with her swinging hips hugged by tight white cotton trousers. He could see the slight bulge of the keys in the back pocket as her body pulled the fabric one way then the other. He watched her dark hair flow behind her, desperately hoping for one last turn of the head and one last smile. Yes, there it was.All too soon though, Amy had disappeared from sight and...
BDSMIntroduction: The Thai girl find new love and friendship from 3 fat older men. The Fat Older Men Change The life is so terribly for Nun, the 29 year old Thai girl whos living in Great Britain. Last year she worked in a Thai restaurant and met the young black stud who said he loved her with a true heart and promised many things to her. Everything looked so perfect at that time. Now shes jobless, and thats not the worst part, when she got back to her BFs flat from job seeking she found him...
IntroductionThis episode continues from Goldilocks and the Three Bears.The Three Bears must be out playing in the forest, because they don't appear in this story.So there is no opportunity for any sex with a****ls, or indeed between a****ls (to avoid upsetting Jenny Cumslut). We discover that Goldilocks has an identical blonde twin sister, named Spike, and they used to play a masturbation racing game involving bed knobs. Unlike the previous story featuring the ch1ldren Jade and Grace, there is...
One morning Uncle Bear cooked them some porridge for breakfast. As the porridge was too hot to eat, the Three Bears decided to take a walk in the woods while it cooled. They had not been gone long when a young girl named Goldilocks came along. She had been picking flowers and had wandered into the woods. She was very pretty, her long curly golden hair tied back from her freckled face with blue ribbons, skipping along in a short, pale blue, lace-edged dress so occasionally her yellow...
There was once a family of three men, who were known locally as “The Three Bears” who lived in a cozy cottage in the woods where they worked as lumberjacks. There was great big, more than seven foot tall “Daddy Bear”, medium size six foot four “Uncle Bear”, and a shorter, eighteen year old “Junior Bear”. They got their name from the huge quantity of thick black body hair that covered them, complemented by bushy beards, their stocky stature (not to mention rather round bellies in the older two)...
Group Sex"Damn you guys," I managed to curse while gasping for air. The abrupt transition from the Autopilot-mode into full-control of Kimberly's persona had left me fully disoriented and suffocated. My eyes watered and I felt some kind of brain freeze strumming my head. Meanwhile, my two seniors just laughed their asses off at the living room. Virginia Mendez was still topless, sitting in one of the couch of the living room. Her ample tan breasts jiggled as she roared with her raspy...
After a quick shower, Donna dressed hurriedly into short jeans, a t-shirt, and a ridiculous pair of red, high heeled, open shoes, with straps going up her legs ending just below her knee. She had never worn shoes like this before, so she had some difficulty finding out how to fold the straps, but eventually with the help of Ms. Brendan she got it done. Of course, no underwear; No panties, no bra. “Off we go,” Ms. Brendan said, as she held the room door open. “The driver has been waiting on...
They had been waiting for her. Donna had barely arrived at her house after the long flight home when they showed up at her doorstep within half an hour later and ‘forced’ themselves inside. Exhausted and frustrated she had no power left to fight and just had let them in. She knew what was coming now, but she wasn’t in the mood to face them. Not only was she still dressed in the whorish outfit she had traveled in, but also as she just had collapsed on the couch with a drink, mesmerizing her...
Donna had completely forgotten about the Pictures! Robert had been furious with her. He didn’t want those explicit sex scenes to be viewed by the whole world. Of course; she didn’t want that either. How could Ms. Brendan have been so cruel by posting those pictures on the net? Especially as she was satisfied with her efforts... “And you wanted to do something about that, right?” Ms. Brendan took a bottle of champagne and filled two glasses. She looked at Donna intently. “Yes, Ms. Brendan,...
The life is so terribly for Nun, the 29 year old Thai girl who’s living in Great Britain. Last year she worked in a Thai restaurant and met the young black stud who said he loved her with a true heart and promised many things to her. Everything looked so perfect at that time. Now she’s jobless, and that’s not the worst part, when she got back to her BF’s flat from job seeking she found him fucking another girl. He tried to explain but it was too late. She decided to pack her bags and...
After my very successful and enjoyable experiences of helping older men get hard for their frustrated old lady wives and partners and helping fuck them as well, it seemed that word had got out and I was receiving at least one call a week to help other old couples.And I found that although old, some had some very hidden and erotic turn-ons. Maud and Harold was one such couple. As Maud told me on the phone, they were in their late sixties and she was finding it increasingly difficult to get...
The Keyholder?Just that please.? Ben mumbled as he nervously placed the steel chastity cage and padlock on the counter. He was on his way back from drinks with the football team and the elation of winning combined with the alcohol had given him the courage to finally indulge one of his fantasies. Careful not to make too much eye contact, he glanced briefly at the woman behind the counter, who smiled kindly as she wrapped the cage for him and took the cash. He was now really starting to feel...