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The light coming from the laboratory flooded into the darkened hallway. Aleggy blonde stood in the shadows, watching the lone figure intently. "Workinglate again Fran?"

Fran heard the question and the teasing way the beautiful blonde asked it,but she didn't respond, as was her way of late. (She knew that she would indeedbe working late, in the laboratory, once again. It had been nearly six monthssince she came to work for Dr. Winker and she had seemingly become a slaveto the grind. Her social life taking a back seat once again, this time to herwork.)

"Don't forget the lights," the blonde said, before she made her way intothe darkness. Fran just shook her head, remembering that she had left the lightson one night, but more because the blonde had teased her about it, ever since.She also shook with an internal anger as to why she always let the blonde haveher fun. While Fran was highly educated (she had masters in chemistry fromone of the nation's top Universities), the blonde, who everyone unimaginablycalled Blondie, was just a secretary, and a lousy one at that.

Fran's mind drifted back to their first meeting. She came in search of ajob. She had read about Dr. Winker's work in cell research and wanted to puther education to good use, as she felt that she had sacrificed so much, evenfinishing at the top of her class, once again. Her favorite professor evengave Dr. Winker a call on her behalf.

She walked into Dr. Winker's office, résumé in hand. She wasever so nervous, so the empty office startled her. She stood in front of thelone desk for several nervous minutes, before the office door opened up, andin walked the most beautiful creature Fran's eyes had ever laid upon. Whileher beauty was stunning, her business attire also startled Fran. (She sportedcleavage galore, the shortest of skirts, and amazingly high heels.) Fran'sheart rate roared, as the blonde moved closer, her perfume captivating, hervoice sultry, as they chatted. She was so captivated that she even botchedthe interview with the good doctor, but somehow still got the job.

Fran was snapped back to reality by an overflowing test tube. "Oh darn!" Shecried out, as she frantically cleaned up the spill. Fran spent the rest ofthe evening in the cold and lonely lab, working on Dr. Winker's project.

Back at work after only a couple hours of sleep, Fran, with the help of astrong Cup of Joe, made her way into the meeting room for the weekly get together.She was surprise that her co-workers were already there, as it was a first.A nod followed her entrance, as she sat down, giggling at her little joke toherself. (Every time she saw the two thirty-something men that she worked with,she liked to call them "Mack" and "Myer," after an old TV show. Then when Blondiewalked in, she giggled some more, as she called her "Jennifer" under her breath,after another old TV show. Nick at Night, seemingly her best friend of late.)

"Dam it to hell," came sputtering out of Dr. Winker's mouth, following hisentrance into the room. "We're so close too."

Blondie didn't have a nickname for Dr. Winker. She use to call him "the professor" then "thenutty professor" but quickly found out that he wasn't even that bright.

Her co-workers wanted to know what was up. The doctor went on to inform themthat their funding for a research assistant had been cut from their budgetat the last second from "the suits upstairs." The room burst into moans andgroans of displeasure.

Fran groaned as well. Then her face flushed, as she remembered the groupinterviews for the assistant position. It was a normal interview, except forthe simple fact that the candidates had to strip down to their underwear, tobe hooked up to Dr. Winker's fancy monitoring equipment. Fran also couldn'thelp notice that they were also 90% female. Due to the struggling economy Franhypothesizes, some of the candidates even offered to strip off ALL of theirclothing, much to Mack and Myer's delight. Fran was relieved that Dr. Winkergraciously declined their offers, but she was still surprised at just how manyof them didn't wear bras to their interviews, again much to Mack and Myer'sdelight.

"What are we gunna do?" Dr. Winker asked. "At the end of the week, everyoneis coming to see our work!" He held his face in his hands, as he moaned, "we'redoomed."

(Fran couldn't help but giggle...her TV thing again.)

"Well Fran, I'm glad you think it's funny that we will all be looking forwork, next week!" Dr. Winker said with a glare.

"No, it's ah, not that," Fran mumbled, her face a flame, as all eyes turnedto her. "It's just a...I was think...."

"Let's go spit it out," Blondie snapped.

"I mean, there has to be another way," Fran said, scratching her head.

"Not without a test subject and with no money.... We're doomed."

"We still can have one. I mean there are four of us and you...We, ah youneed four people to monitor the equipment, right?" Fran said, as she lookedat Blondie (who again was dressed in little more than glorified underwear).Fran even looked at the doctor and then back at Blondie, several times.

"Very good math Fran, so what are you saying?" The doctor shrugged.

"Well Blondie can help us...right?" Fran finally spit out, in frustration.

"Ah, yeah, I guess she could," Dr. Winker said. Fran liked the look on Blondie'sface when he did. The doctor stood up. "That was a good point. Although, I'msurprised at your boldness Fran. I never would have thought that YOU wouldhave volunteered."

"Volunteered?" Fran wondered, as the group suddenly rose, sporting looksof relief.

"Hey wait a sec!" Fran hissed, as Mack and Myer slapped her on the shoulder,as they made their way by. They were also chuckling.

"That's not what I meant!" Fran cried, as Blondie made her way by next, herfrown turned upside down.

"Dr. Winker, please we need to talk," she pleaded, as he approached.

"It's really no sweat Fran, you just lie there anyways. What's to talk about?Gee whiz," Dr. Winker said, while he cleaned his coke bottles like glasses,as he strolled past.

"No Sweat!" Fran said, (seeing the irony of a bead of perspiration fallingdown her cheek). "Oh what have I gotten myself into?" Fran was left to wonderalone, as the room had quickly cleared out.

The rest of the day, Fran tried to get the doctor alone, to plead her case,but to no avail. Fran found herself alone once again, only now she was workingon a formula that she would now be ingesting.

Fran's few hours of sleep, now interrupted with nightmares, of a bra andpanties existence. While her life back at work was an ever increasing, nervoustick-tock of time. Mack and Myer, she could only assume, responsible for thesmall string bikini that she found in her desk. As Blondie was far more boldin her teasing. Simply handing Fran a tanning salon's business card. "Juststrip naked in front of the owner and tan for free, and let him spray you down," shewhispered into Fran's ear. "I don't know why that's not on the card. It alwaysworks for me." Fran quickly blushed at the thought. "Plus you could use thepractice," Blondie whispered into her other ear, before she turned to leave.Fran watched her wiggle away.

The days clicked off painfully slow for Fran, as the tension built. She foundherself sitting in her one-room apartment, staring at the ceiling, not believingthat she was only hours away from testing Dr. Winker's potion, in front of "thesuits." (While testing the potion didn't faze her, as she did most of the workon it and was confident that it was safe. She just couldn't get past the simplefact that she would be stripping down to her underwear, in front of her co-workers,Dr. Winker, and god knows whom else in the observation room. But worst of all,in front of Blondie, who always made her feel like an ugly duckling, by comparison.)

Fran, with tears forming in her eyes, pulled out the string bikini and theenvelope that Dr. Winker gave her, which he said contained her pre-testinginstructions, and headed for the bathroom. After a hot shower, she wrappedherself in a towel. Sitting on the hopper, she read the instructions.

Dear Testie: As you know by now, it is very important to followproper procedure, as to not compromise the testing. There is to be no eatingor drinking 6 hours before the testing time.

"I guess getting shit-faced is out," Fran said with a giggle, before shecontinued to read.

You will be properly groomed for the test. Please shower, but donot use body lotion. Please shave your legs and underarms, as well as allof your pubic hair. This is very important as to not contaminate the results.

The instructions went on, but Fran couldn't get past the shaving part. (Shealways shaved her legs and underarms, but never dreamed of shaving her pussy.She thought only "bad girls" did that. Plus with her love life, there was reallyno need. Her pillow didn't mind the fur coat.)

Fran slowly slipped her towel apart, her face flushing as her dark full bushappeared. She got up and began pacing the floor, building up some courage,while also trying to figure a way out of her predicament. "Me and my big mouth!" Shegroaned, as she finally sat back down and grabbed her scissors. Stopping totake one last look, before she started trimming away. While the trimming whenfairly smoothly, the shaving did not, as it was her first time. So she struggledwith her technique and her composer. A small tear even rolled down her cheek,when she was finished.

She spent some time examining her freshly shaved pussy, with the aid of asmall hand held mirror. She was looking, and feeling much like a girl again,while exploring herself for the first time. Only she was a grown woman andknew there was nothing wrong with what she was doing now, as she ran two fingersup and down her prominent pussy lips. She cringed at just how prominent theywere, as if she had forgotten. Dark pink, filling her eyes, matching her cheeks.An audible moan escaped from her mouth, as her finger swooshed inside of herpussy. Her body responded to her touch, yet she still felt shameful and suddenlystopped, before she finished the deed.

Instead she took another shower, only it was a cold one this time. Afterdrying off, she grabbed the bikini. She struggled with the strings, as shehad never had the courage to wear one before. Finally in the bikini, she movedin front of her full-length mirror, quickly wincing at the barely covered reflectionstaring back at her. (Not even from body issues, as she had been giving a fortunateset of genes. She was having problems with, just how much this bikini showed,of her womanly curves.) She suddenly jumped out of the mirror's grasp and headedfor her underwear draw. She spent some time fishing around, before grabbingthe most conservative white cotton bra and panties set she could find.

"These will have to do," she moaned, still not happy, as she stared at herreflection again. But she was determined to get through this. She didn't wantto start the job search, cattle call, again. She almost laughed at the sillinessof being scared to be seen in her undies in front of others, at her age. "I'lljust pretend that their in their underwear too, like in that Brady Bunch episode," shetold herself.

Fran watched TV for a couple of hours, before she dressed in her work clothesand headed out the door. She got off the elevator and walked into the lab.She got there early, so it was empty, except for the nighttime janitor, whowas busy cleaning the seats in the observation room, which she knew would befilled with fannies, soon.

"Hi Fran. You're early," the elderly janitor said when he spotted her.

"Yeah, I guess," Fran offered.

"Well, we are all cleaned up and ready to go for yah," he said with a smile.

"That's good," Fran moaned.

"I'll see yah later," the janitor said, as he turned to leave. He was alsochuckling, which Fran thought was odd.

Fran moved over to the exam table. She hesitated, before sliding onto thetable, lying on her back. Her eye's squinted from the bright light hangingoverhead, acting like a spotlight, only Fran didn't feel like a star.

"Well at least the people in the observation room will only get to see thesouls of my feet, once I'm on the table," Fran said. (It was her first positivethought of the day.) "How did I get myself into this? Man I'm an idiot," washer next thought, as she was back to her negative waves.

Fran heard some voices, a short time later, and jumped off the table, justbefore her co-workers entered the room. Blondie, who walked right up to her,handing her a red silk robe, quickly followed them. "Here you go Fran."

Fran gasped, as she held the silky material in her hands, but she also gaspedat Blondie's outfit. (A leopard print dress, that barely contained her largebreasts and was obscenely short. She also wore stripper like, silver stilettoheels.)

"There called tits Fran," Blondie teased, as she caught Fran's roaming eye.

"I know," Fran embarrassingly mumbled, as her face burned. "Remember I havesome."

"Well, we shall see," Blondie sneered, just a Dr. Winker approached. Blondieturned to leave, not before a giggle and slipping in a wink.

"Hi Fran," Dr. Winker said, before he added, "ah, nice robe."

"Yeah."

"I know, why don't you go and put it on," Dr. Winker said.

"What?" Fran gasped.

"Yeah, go to the women's room and take off all your clothes and put it on."

"Ah, we're not, ah, ready to start.... Already?" Fran stammered.

"No, but you'll be ready."

"Nah, I think I'll skip the robe," Fran snapped, as she trembled with thethought of working in the silky, sexy, robe. It also just smelled of sex.

"Ok, suit yourself," Dr. Winker said before he pointed to the door. "Bettaget my potion ready."

"Ok," Fran could only nod. (She turned to leave in a huff, because she knewwhose potion it really was and because it reminded her just who was going tobe drinking it.) Fran spent the next several hours working on the taste ofthe potion, in the small backroom. Her secret weapon, children's cough medicine.She had been a sickly child and had gotten accustomed to its taste. (Only shewasn't a child anymore, yet in her predicament, she was certainly feeling childish.)

"It's almost time Fran," Blondie said, entering the small room. "The docwants me to help you."

"Help me?" Fran glared.

"With your hair and makeup."

"What for?" Fran snapped.

"Well you are going to be the center of attention," Blondie teased. "PlusFran, a little makeup once in a while, wouldn't kill yah."

"No thanks...I'm not a model."

"Well today you are, so just shut up and turn around," Blondie spat, as shespun around Fran's stool and roughly grabbed her by the face, and began topowder it. Blondie spent some time on her eyes next and finished by applyinga fresh coat of fire engine red lipstick. (Fran tried to remain calm, but Blondiealways made her nervous. And it didn't help that when she brushed Fran's hair,she was standing right in front of Fran. Her breasts swaying inches away fromFran's face. Her fragrance filling Fran's senses.)

"Ok, Fran, all set," Blondie said, after she sprayed Fran's hair, with halfa can of hair spray. "Looking good, if I don't say so myself."

"Stop teasing me, Blondie."

"Trust me Fran, you're hot.... Now how 'bout that robes?" Blondie said, asshe held up the small red robe. Fran's heart raced just staring at it. "C'monFran, stand up and strip out of them dull duds."

"I-I ah...I m-m-mean...." Fran stuttered. "Strip?"

"C'mon Fran, it's just us girls," Blondie said, before she snapped. "Nowgo ahead, strip it!"

Fran's body shook as Blondie said it, and Fran finally mumbled "that shehad a little more work to do."

"Suit yourself Fran, I just thought you might look nice in it," Blondie said,as she turned to leave. "Be out there in ten minutes."

Fran looked at the clock. She had finished her work already, so she justwatched, as the hands of time marched on, in front of her eyes. Even thoughshe willed it to stop, the ten minutes flew by. She opened the door and walked,with knocking knees, into the lab.

Fran's eyes blinked as she tried to adjust to the bright lights. Her sensesflooded with imagery. First she saw that the exam table was moved to the frontof the room, right next to the glass window, which separated the lab, fromthe observation room. Then she noticed the two video cameras focused on theexam table. Her eyes shifted to Mack and Myer, who were stationed at theirmonitors, only feet away from the table. Each wearing wide grins, as she approached.She also figured the cameras must have been their idea.

Fran slowly inched towards the exam table. She could see blurry faces ofspectators, sitting on other side of the glass. She noticed a couple more bodiesstill filing in. She began to panic, as she didn't except so many and theyall appeared to be men. She noticed "the suits from upstairs" front and center.

Fran started scanning faces, stopping when she saw familiar ones. There washer old high school teacher and principle, who was sitting next to the grayhaired professor that helped her find this job. She suddenly noticed Dr. Winker's18-year-old son and his buddies, in the crowd. She could only shake her headwhen she noticed that they were eating popcorn. She noticed the old janitorsitting in the back row with two other old guys passing a brown paper bag backand forth. When he caught her eye, she instantly remembered his earlier chuckling.She could only cringe as he "toasted" her.

She noticed a couple other familiar faces, but couldn't place them, beforethe observation room went dark.

"Hi Fran, ready?" Dr. Winker asked as he tapped her on the shoulder. Franjumped.

"What the frig!" Fran screamed out.

"Sorry Fran, I Didn't mean to surprise you and WOW speaking of surprises...youlook good Fran. I mean really good," Dr. Winker said, as his eyes lit up.

"What?" Fran snapped.

"I mean your makeup and hair, you look, ah pretty," Dr. Winker mumbled.

"Oh, sorry, I ah, forgot," Fran said, as she looked to the floor, not useto complements about her looks. "Thanks."

"Well, are we ready Fran?" Dr. Winker said, as Fran noticed Blondie on theother side of the exam table, running her hands over the table's surface, likea model, a wicked smile on her face. She even blew her a kiss.

"Fran hello...it's time," Dr. Winker said, snapping his fingers.

"Oh, sorry, I guess, I'm nervous," Fran mumbled (in a gross under statement.)

"Yeah, I can see that," Dr. Winker said with a chuckle. "Just remember thatyou're a professional and more importantly, all of our jobs are on the linehere."

"You're not helping," Fran whispered. But Dr. Winker began his speech tothe crowd of onlookers, now sitting in the dark. After a ten-minute speech,(all of which Fran trembled through with thoughts of running away, dancingin her head.) Dr. Winker suddenly turned to introduce Fran. She heard somemuffled applause coming from the spectators. Her face flushed.

"All right Fran, we are ready," Dr. Winker said, as he motioned for her tocome forward. Fran was lightheaded as she instinctively came forward. (Theoverhead light acting like a spotlight, although for the second time today,Fran didn't feel like a star.)

"Well Fran, we are waiting."

"Waiting for what?" Fran said with a shrug.

"Waiting for you to disrobe, so we can start."

"Just like that?"

Dr. Winker just nodded his head. Fran looked ahead, and then at the cameras,and then at her co-workers, each offering little comfort. She also thoughtshe heard someone suddenly holler "strip the bitch," from behind the glass.

After kicking her shoes off and sliding them under the exam table, Fran lookeddown at the white lab coat that she always wore. She unbuttoned the top button,and then the next, until she had it unbuttoned. When she finished she juststared ahead at the darkened silhouettes watching her.

"Here, let me hang that up," Dr. Winker finally said. He moved closer andslid the coat off of Fran and hung it up on a wooden clothes tree, attachedto the head of the exam table. He turned around and stood off to Fran's side. "Ah,snap it up Fran...times money."

Dr. Winker, tiring of Fran's stalling ways, finally decided that her whiteblouse was next. "Let's have the blouse."

Fran, with trembling hands, slowly unbuttoned it. Dr. Winker again helpedher, by sliding it off her shoulders. Fran quickly covered her bra-coveredbreasts, with her arms, which brought out some giggling from Blondie. She alsocringed, hearing "nice hooters lady," followed by some applause, from the otherside of the glass.

"Please, no comments from the peanut gallery," Blondie said loudly. Franfigured that she must have heard them too.

"Sorry Fran," Dr. Winker said, as he pointed to her skirt. "Please continue."

Fran could already feel the heat of her co-worker's stares. She also alreadyknew that her skirt was next. She mustered up some courage and unzipped itand slid it down her legs. (Fran was now wishing she had worn the red robeafter all, because stripping, in front of a crowd of onlookers, was almostunbearable. She also realized that the "Brady Brunch" thing wasn't workingfor her.)

Dr. Winker picked up and then hung up her skirt, as Fran moved next to table,yearning for its shelter.

"Ah, Fran, not yet," Dr. Winker said, as he held his arm in front of her,brushing her breasts.

"What?" Fran quickly shot.

"I need you to take off the bra, too."

"Yeah right!" Fran snapped, almost as quickly as Dr. Winker said it. Shealso wondered if the "brush" was accidental now.

"Listen here Fran," Dr. Winker said, as he grabbed Fran's arm and pulledher close to him. He whispered into her ear. "Look, just do it...it's for propertesting...and don't you dare embarrass me in front of my bosses."

("Oh yeah, embarrass YOU," Fran quickly thought. "You're not the one withthe TITS.")

"Now get that bra off!" Dr. Winker said, as he let go of her arm. "Or I'llrip it off!" Fran frantically looked around the room, unsure of which way toturn. There were eyes in all directions. She wiped a bead of sweat from herbrow, (even in the 55-degree room that had already hardened Fran's brown nipples.)

Fran slid her left arm under her bra and with the other lifted it over herhead and handed it to Dr. Winker, who hung it up, while Fran quickly triedto get on the table, once again.

"Hold on a sec!" Dr. Winker snapped. "Aren't you forgetting something?" Franinstinctively grabbed her panties with her right hand. "That's right, themtoo."

"NO WAY!" Fran screamed.

"Lower your voice!" Dr. Winker barked. "I thought you knew that you weregoing to have your temperature taken during the exam."

"Yeah I d-d-did," Fran mumbled. "In my mouth."

"Silly girl. You also know that you will have a breathing tube. Right? Can'tdo both in there," Dr. Winker teased.

"Then.... Oh My God!" Fran shrieked.

"That's right! We're going to have to use the good ole' fashion rectal thermometer," Dr.Winker said, seemingly loud enough so everyone could hear.

Fran could here some rumbling from the spectators, as she fumbled for somewords. "Please, I don't think."

Dr. Winker pulled her next to him again. "You betta think! Look you mightnot respect me, but you will respect the jacket!" He sneered, pointing to hiswhite doctor's jacket.

Fran had her panties half way off, before she realized that she didn't evenknow what that meant, but they were soon wrapped around her ankles, so it wastoo late anyways. She used her hand to cover her crotch, as she stepped outof them, quickly kicking them under the exam table. She watched in horror,as Dr. Winker bent down and picked them up. He held them up and shook themout, before he hung them up on the tree. Fran cringed, noticing her clotheswere piled up, in the exact opposite way, in which she took them off. It remindedher that she was now buck-naked.

Blondie caught Fran's eye, as she motioned for her to lie down, on the table.Fran let out a sigh, as she finally slid onto the table. Her eyes, staringinto the bright lights. Her back, experiencing the table's cold surface. Franfolded her hands over her chest and squeezed her thighs together, while tryingto adjust into a comfortable position, on the small table.

"Now just relax, and try to bring your heart rate down," Dr. Winker said,as grabbed her by the right wrist. Fran's head snapped up as Blondie also grabbedher by the right ankle. She heard the distinctive sound of Velcro straps beingopened and then closed. She was strapped to the table, before she realizedwhat they had just done. She tried to pull away, but the Velcro was doing itsjob. Fran could only offer a plea of mercy, as her other wrist and ankle quicklyfollowed.

When they backed away from her, Fran squirmed about helplessly on the table.Her face aflame now, as she didn't have anything to hide her nudity.

(She suddenly remembered last night's shaving episode and quickly lookeddown at her pussy. She could see it, and she knew everyone else could too,but at least her pussy lips were tightly snuggled together, guarding her hiddentreasure. She also tried to remember if she ever saw the straps, or the metalleg extensions that her legs were now strapped into, before. She even let outa nervous laugh as she thought to herself, "if you're trying to get my heartrate down, ah, this ain't helping the cause, guys!")

Blondie approached again. Fran's body flinched, as Blondie applied the firststicky pad, and then the next. Fran knew these were for the EKG machine. (Shejust shook her head, suddenly realizing that Blondie was doing her job. Allthose years of studying and studying. The night classes she took to becomea certified EMT. And now a lowly secretary was doing her job, while she laythere like some medical model, and a naked one at that.)

Fran flinched again as Dr. Winker pricked her with a needle, to start anIV, which would then be used to monitor her blood. He hooked her up to hisfancy blood monitoring machine, while Blondie continued. (Fran was kind ofsurprised that Blondie put the pads in the proper spots.)

With the pads in place, Blondie began hooking up the EKG wires, as Dr. Winkerreturned and quickly slipped a medical halo on Fran's head, which she knewwas used to record her brain waves. Dr. Winker moved onto the breathing apparatusnext, which was like an egged shaped ball, with a breathing tube burrowed throughthe middle. Fran opened wide. (She could have sworn that Dr. Winker seemedto enjoy slipping it into her mouth.) He even had to do it a couple of times, "toget the proper fit," he said. (Fran's stomach turned, realizing the metaphor.)But Fran didn't have long to fret that, as she suddenly felt her legs rising,as they followed along with the leg extensions that Dr. Winker's was lifting.Fran tried to lift her head, but the halo held her head in place. Her eyesstarted to well up, as she realized that she was now in a sitting position,only lying on her back, and because she knew what was next.

Fran's whole body shook, as she heard the distinctive sound of a rubber glovebeing snapped on, (even though she knew it was coming.) She started blinkingher eyes furiously to try to clear them. When they cleared somewhat, she sawBlondie applying some lubricant to Dr. Winker's extended index finger.

Dr. Winker turned his attention back to Fran, who felt her legs being lifteda little higher and spread a little wider. She suddenly realized the leg thingiescould be moved into any position that they desired. She noticed Dr. Winkerpause. He was acting like he was checking to see if she was in the proper position.She also noticed a sly smile on his face.

("Or is he just admiring the view?" She quickly thought, before she wantedto scream, "Hey doc! Close my legs! I ain't having a baby here.")

"Just relax Fran...remember I'm a doctor," Dr. Winker said, just as she feltthe coolness, of the lubrication, on her anus. (Fran wanted to scream at himagain that he was a doctor of science, and not a medical doctor, but then shetried to scream at him to get his finger out of her asshole, but with the rubberegg in her mouth, all's came out was murmured gargling.)

Fran felt relief, as his finger withdrew, but not before it did some twistingand turning. Fran could only bite her oral obstruction, as she quickly feltthe thermometer start its invasion, causing tears of pain and humiliation toflow. Her body fluttered on the table as Dr. Winker slowly pressed the thermometerdeeper. Fran didn't know the thermometer's girth, but knew it was much largerthan DR. Winker's finger. Fran struggled to break free. The bonds again doingthere job.

Fran felt a hand on her chin and heard Blondie's voice. "It's alright Fran...theworst is over now...just try to relax.... I know honey, I know." Blondie useda soft cloth to dab some of Fran's tears. "Plus you're going to ruin my makeupjob," she added with a giggle.

"C'mon sissy! Don't embarrass me in front of all these people."

As soon as Dr. Winker said it, more tears started to flow. (Fran wisely wantedto thank him for the reminder, as she almost forgot the view the spectatorsmust have of her.) She watched in horror, as one of her co-workers, moved oneof the cameras, so that it seemed to be focused right in-between her legs.(She realized that her humiliating day on the table was to be preserved forever.)

"Give her a couple of seconds. Now just go away," Blondie whispered to Dr.Winker, who huffed, and turned to address the crowd. (Fran was a little surprisedby Blondie. Today was the first time Fran could remember that she stuck upfor her.)

Fran closed her eyes and tried to relax, as she knew they needed to bringher levels down. She also knew that she was helpless. The room suddenly floodedwith soft music. Blondie also shut off all the lights, except for the lightdirectly over the exam table. Only a cone of light lit up Fran, now.

After ten minutes, Dr. Winker announced he was satisfied with her readings.He took off Fran's breathing apparatus. Before she could even utter a word,he poured a test tube of liquid down Fran's throat. Fran was now choking onthe potion that she had worked so hard on. The liquid quickly burned her mouthand throat. The breathing apparatus was snapped back into place, as the liquidcontinued its journey. Fran was left alone for ten minutes again as the potionwent to work. (Fran knew that she just went past the point of no return.)

Dr. Winker called out "time" and they all recorded their readings, whichbrought Dr. Winker and Blondie back up to the table again. Dr. Winker simplygrabbed the rectal thermometer and pulled it out. He quickly wiped it off andtook a reading. Fran could only wince as it entered her, once again. (Franalso winced because she knew that the test was set for one hour, and then thecool down, so this would happen five more times.)

Time moved painfully slow for Fran now, as she began to perspire under thelight's rays, and from the heat of her coworker's stares. The potion was alsokicking in, making Fran's body tingle all over. It felt like armies of antswere marching over her skin. Her senses seemed to be on high alert.

Each time Dr. Winker checked Fran's temperature, the feeling seemed to becomemore intense. The discomfort of earlier, now replaced with twinges of pleasure.On the fourth temperature check, Dr. Winker even changed to a larger rectalthermometer, which stretched Fran's anal cavity to its limits. He slowly twistedit in. His actions caused Fran's body to shudder, with a mixture of pleasureand pain. It also spiked her readings.

Blondie, following Dr. Winker's orders, used a soft cloth to help soak upsome of Fran's perspiration. She started with Fran's face and then down herneck. Fran's head was in a fog, but she still knew what was next, as then shefelt pressure on her breasts. Her nipples had become almost painfully erect,as her body tingled with sensations, especially as the cloth was dragged acrosseach bumpy nub. Blondie continued her dance down Fran's body, finally restingon her pubic bone. She folded the damped cloth before she patted Fran's glisteningpussy. Blondie flashed Fran a devious smile, but Fran had her eyes closed,as she couldn't bear to watch. Blondie checked her work by running her fingerfrom the top of Fran's pussy, to the bottom. Fran's eye's suddenly snappedopen, as she could have sworn she felt Blondie's finger, slip quickly insideof her aroused opening.

Fran strained her eyes, but Blondie had turned and returned to her station.Fran's eyes bulged. ("Oh my god!" She thought. Seeing that her pussy lips wereno longer tightly nestled together. Instead they fell to the sides, like adrunken rose. Her hidden treasure now exposed, for all to see.)

Fran was painfully aware of her body's aroused state for the next two temperaturechecks. She was never so happy as when Dr. Winker announced that the hour wasfinally over, and that she would need a ten-minute cool down.

Fran's happiness was brief however, as she noticed the door to the observationroom open up. She cringed, watching the spectators start flowing into the lab.Many of them were offering their congratulations to Dr. Winker, while manyused the opportunity to get a closer look at Fran.

She was suddenly surrounded with onlookers, many not even disguising theirogling. The suits. Her former teachers. The old janitors. All of them werediscussing her naked body. Many poking and prodding. All while Fran franticallystrained against her bounds. Dr. Winker's son even used the opportunity totweak Fran's erect nipple. (Fran's cool down period, anything but.) SuddenlyFran's racing heart, caused an alarm to go off. The piercing buzzing sound,instantly filling the room. Blondie moved over and shut it off.

"All right, show time is over," Blondie announced, as she returned and noticedthe old janitor openly groping Fran's breast. She slapped Dr. Winker's sonon the back of the head, noticing that he was fingering Fran's asshole. Franwas mortified. "Let's go. There's a bar across the street. Some of you guyslook like you could use a beer, or a cold shower!"

Blondie let her co-workers gather their data, and their tapes, and then noticedthey were needlessly lingering.

"C'mon guys, I think she has had enough!" Blondie snapped. She shooed, thereluctant to leave men, out the door. "Men!" She sighed, as she moved backover to Fran and began to pull off the sticky pads. Dr. Winker took off thehalo, and then he just stood and watched Blondie.

"Ah, you too," Blondie moaned.

"Me? But this is my lab!" Dr. Winker snapped.

"Yeah, and this is my pussy," Blondie said, lifting up her dress. "And ifyou want some more of this...you'll leave now."

Dr. Winker stood in stunned silence for a couple of seconds, before he boltedfor the door. Blondie giggled, and then she started removing the breathingapparatus from Fran's mouth. Blondie also read her face. "Don't look at melike that. I don't even have college diploma, and I make more money than youdo!"

"Blondie, could you please free me," Fran said, overlooking Blondie's confession,(because she was still painfully aware of her nakedness, and her humiliatingposition, while it also didn't really surprise her.)

"No problem," Blondie chirped and Fran quickly sighed. Blondie moved in-betweenFran's legs. "All in due time."

"What?" Fran quickly snapped.

"Just have to clean up first," Blondie said, picking up a thermometer. "Thisis the biggest rectal thermometer I could find."

"Huh?" Fran shrugged.

"I mean, I saw, seen." Blondie mumbled. (Admiring her purchase.) "It's bigeh?"

"Yeah, it was...pretty big...." Fran suddenly cried out, when Blondie slowlyslid it back into her asshole. "What the!"

"Just kidding Fran," Blondie said, taking it back out. "I just wanted toknow how that feels. You know, to slide something up a woman's ass like that.Doc, seemed to enjoy it."

"Can you at least put my legs down? I'm starting to cramp," Fran pleaded,quickly realizing that Blondie was back to her teasing ways.

"Sure, just let me get this," Blondie said. Then she used a damp towel toclean Fran's anus. Fran could only roll her eyes, as Blondie whistled as sheworked.

"Well, that's good enough, for now," Blondie said, before she lowered therails that held Fran's legs up, but left them spread apart. Fran moaned herthanks, as the blood rushed down her legs.

"Do you know my place is on the top floor? Maybe you should come up for ahot bath?" Blondie said, rubbing Fran's thigh.

"Yeah," Fran nodded. "I mean, yeah I knew you lived upstairs!"

"It would be easier," Blondie said, as she moved over to the sink.

"Ah, Blondie, I can wash myself." Fran moaned, watching Blondie wet a facecloth.(What she didn't see was that Dr. Winker had snuck into the darkened observationroom.)

"Yeah, I know, but what fun would that be," Blondie purred, as she strolledback and simply dropped the facecloth onto Fran's stomach. Blondie grabbedthe cloth and started making small circles over her belly button. "Now whichway do I go from here?"

Fran was going to offer a plea, but knew it was futile.

"Do I go up here and wash your big boobies?" Blondie teased, as she ran thecloth up to, but stopped just under the swell of Fran's breasts. "Or do I godown here and wash your shaved pussy? You BAD girl."

Fran wanted to protest at Blondie's teasing, but just couldn't find the words.She felt totally helpless, and yet she never remembered being more excited.Blondie had never looked at her like this before.

"I think I'll start with these," Blondie said, running the cloth up ontoFran's left breast. "Who knew you had these, under that silly white lab thingy,you always wear. You must be at least a D cup. And your nipples, I've neverseen nipples this big before."

Fran closed her eyes, but not her ears. Blondie continued washing Fran'sbreasts, paying particular attention to her nipples, while also continuingher teasing talk. "Fran, if you could have seen the look on your face whenDr. Winker told you to take off your bra! I'm not even sure that was necessary,but they all seemed to enjoy it, when you did. I know I did."

Fran opened an eye briefly, as the cloth finally left her breasts and startedto make its way lower and lower.

"And then when he told you, to lose the panties too, I thought you mightwet yourself." Blondie purred, as the cloth ran over Fran's inner thighs. "Butyou were a trooper...I'll give you that...I mean you took one for the team,ah literally, I might add."

Fran's body flinched, as the cloth ran over her pussy. Blondie continuedher teasing. "I mean, being spread out like that...butt naked...your pussy...shavedbare...your lips in a state of arousal... never mind with that thermometersticking out of your ass."

"Please," Fran gasped, feeling Blondie spread her pussy open again. "Andthen I remember I spread you out, like this." Blondie purred, her finger runningup and down Fran's pussy. "And then."

"YEAH, I KNOW!" Fran snapped, finally trying to put a stop to Blondie's teasing.

"OH! Did I hit a nerve? Ah, sorry 'bout that Fran. I guess I couldn't helpmyself. I mean I could smell your arousal. I just had to see if you were aswet as you looked...and when your pussy lips just fell apart...I mean sometimesI get turned on...but...."

"I wasn't turned on!" Fran snapped.

"Really?" Blondie said with a giggle. "That's not what my nose and my eyestold me."

"Well I w-wasn't, or m-maybe it was the potion," Fran mumbled. "Now freeme please. Ah, I think I'm clean down there, now."

"Yes you are," Blondie said, licking her finger, before dropping the dampcloth on Fran's stomach again. "Ok Fran, I'll free yah, and maybe I'll buythat potion excuse, but answer me this. How did it feel knowing all eyes wereon you? All eyes on your naked body? Your breasts? Your big brown erect nipples?Your exposed pussy? All that offered up for the taking? Hmmm Fran?"

Fran's face flushed again with the questions. But mostly because Blondiedragged a fingernail across an erect nipple, as she spoke.

"How did it feel Fran? You had to know that every man was fantasying abouthaving you, devouring you, fucking you, enslaving you," Blondie purred, asshe leaned her head down towards Fran's chest. "I know I was thinking aboutlicking your breasts," she said, before her tongue followed her words. Blondietook a couple of licks, before she sucked on Fran's left nipple.

Her head swirling, Fran could only muster a feeble protest. "Please, oh,please."

"Biting your nipple."

Fran shrieked out, as Blondie did so, as she did when she bit the other one.

"Please, Blondie stop," Fran cried out, as Blondie raked her nipple in betweenher tongue and her teeth. She moaned her thanks, when Blondie finally did,but not before leaving her with raw nipples.

"Kissing their way down your stomach," Blondie said, while again followingher words. "And then licking your pussy," she mumbled, before she brought hertongue down and split Fran's pussy into two halves, which brought out a gaspfrom Fran. (It was the first, for Fran.) "Sucking your clit." Blondie suddenlybrought her whole face down onto Fran's pussy, and sucked on her clit hood.Fran moaned with delight. "Fucking... your wet...moist...pussy," Blondie said,in between breaths, and as she slowly added her middle finger to her sucking.Fran half-heartedly, begged her to stop. (She wanted it, but not like this.)Suddenly Blondie stood up with a giggle, but her finger never left Fran's pussy. "Stop...butI wasn't finished," Blondie said, wiping her face with her other hand. "Yourmouth says stop, but your pussy says, go, go, go."

"Please...I...ah.... Owww!" Fran's plea, seemingly turning into a drawn outmoan.

"Like I was saying, and with that thermometer, you know, sticking out ofyour ass, they were all wishing that was them...their cocks buried in yourass...fucking you like a farm animal," Blondie said, while pressing a fingerinto Fran's asshole.

"Please don't tease me anymore," Fran mumbled. "And not in there!"

"Please. I know I would have. I mean, if I had a cock," Blondie said, lookinginto Fran's face, while her middle finger was quickly snapping back and forth,inside of Fran's pussy. Her other middle finger, buried deep in her asshole. "Ido have a cock, you know."

"Oh, not like that Fran!" Blondie quickly snapped, reading Fran's face. "It'sa strap on, and it's bigger than most men's cocks."

"You like girrrr.... OH PLEASE.... Don't make me come!" Fran moaned out.

"Yeah, I enjoy the company of women, as well as men. And if you lie and tellme that you don't want me, then I'll free you and you will never and I meanNEVER have me," Blondie said, all while her thumb began to circle Fran's clit.

Fran's head was swirling. (She had been fantasizing about Blondie since theday they first met, but she also grew to hate her, and her teasing ways. ButBlondie's long finger was also doing its magic. Fran tried to speak, but hervoice was replaced with a squeal, as Blondie's thumb found her throbbing clit,as well. Fran knew she was losing the battle.)

"It's ok Fran, I'll let your body do the talking," Blondie said, as Fran'sbody began thrashing on the table, testing the clutch of her restraints, onemore time. Audible moans were also filling the air, as Blondie gushed. "That'sit Fran. Cum for me baby...cum for me, you little whore.... Just think of howmany guys are going to whack-off tonight, to your naked, helpless image."

Fran's body finally slowed after a series of powerful quivers and some loudcries of pleasure. Blondie slowly withdrew her finger from her pussy and broughtit up to Fran's mouth. Fran was a little reluctant at first, but she finallysucked her own juices from Blondie's persistent finger. Blondie used the wetcloth to clean up her other hand and Fran's pussy and asshole, while Fran caughther breath. (She also wondered if the potion had anything to do with just howpowerful her orgasm was.)

Blondie finally un-strapped her from the table. Fran rubbed her freed wrists,as her focus slowly returned. Blondie left the room as Fran sat up on the table,trying to get some feeling back into her legs. Blondie returned and held upthe red robe again. Fran slid to her feet and finally made her way into therobe. Fran was a little puzzled and a little mad that Blondie had just takenadvantage of her helpless body.

Blondie stuffed her discarded clothes into a large handbag. "C'mon, thatwas just the appetizer," Blondie said, as she reached out and took Fran's softhand. "Just wait until the main coarse, and if you're nice, I just might justfuck you up the ass tonight with my strap-on."

(Fran wasn't sure if she was ready for that, or if she could ever face herboss, or her co-workers again, after all that she just went through.) She wasstill holding Blondie's hand, as they waited for the elevator. Looking intoBlondie's blue eyes, she knew it was now or never, although she was still alittle afraid to make her fantasies, a reality. She even giggled to herself,as she thought "there's always another night of 'Nick at Night.'"

Blondie suddenly pressed her lips into Fran's, and gave her a soft passionatekiss. She brought Fran's hand up and placed it on her breast. Fran squeezedit softly. Blondie broke away when the elevator opened. "How was that Fran?You see I have a soft side, too."

Fran could only nod. (The feel of her full lips. The firmness of her breast.It was overwhelming. She was trying to fight it, but she was losing controlagain.)

"C'mon Fran...you won't be disappointed," Blondie said, as if she was readingFran's mind.

She helped Fran into the elevator. "Plus you can always, blame it on thepotion."

The End

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The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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Athena Corp Chronicles A Mothers Love

As he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...

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Sex Therapy 2 The Thert

PREFACE:There are no sex acts in the story but the patient does have an orgasm as a result of the Ther****t’s physical examination. Part 1 is the Sex Therapy appointment from the patient’s point of view and part 2 is the same examination seen through the eyes of the Ther****t. I don’t think it matters which one you read first.I hope you enjoy it and will let me know what you think in any...

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Aunt Katherin and Her SlavesChapter 2 Katherine

Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...

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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

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Althea

I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

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Motherless Images

Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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Motherless Amateur

I always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....

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Motherless BBW

What is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...

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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

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Clothesline Leather in Lawnville

Clothesline[This story is part of the Leather in Lawnville series.]   Clothesline By DuskPetersonYou can tell a lot about a guy from where he shops. Take my friends, who have specialized tastes. Some of them spend their time at the hardware store, while others take an interest in our town's fabric shop, which has needles and pins that make them drool. Still others hang out at the department store, eyeing the cutlery collection. Somehow all of us end up rubbing shoulders at the town's jacket...

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Aether Guardians

The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...

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Motherless Creampie

Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

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Motherless Cuckold

No matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...

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Motherless Horror

I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

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Motherless Incest

Incest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...

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Thevidiya Thangaiyai Oothen

Hi friends, indru tamil kama kathaiyil en sontha thangaiyai epadi oothen endra kudumba tamil kama kathaiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, en peyar prathap vayathu 28 aagugirathu. Enaku oru thangi irukiraal aval peyar mala vayathu 26 aagugirathu, avaluku innum thirumanam seiya vilai Avaluku thirumanam seithu vaikum alavirku engal idam ipozhuthu panam ilai, loan apply seithu atharkaaga kathukondu irukirom. Naan oru kama veriyan eppozhuthu pen kidaikum avargalai...

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The Murder of Sharon Weathers Slut Extraordinaire

My name is Rebecca. Everyone calls me Becca. I entered the police department right out of college. I progressed rapidly, through different divisions and assignments. I always had my eyes set on Robbery-Homicide and after six years of hard word and dedication, I finally made it. At age thirty, I was youngest female in the division for such a coveted assignment, but I was superb at my job. I made it because of my skill not my gender. It was Saturday. Dispatch called our number just after we had...

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Absinthe Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...

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Hi friends, indru kathaiyil en nanbanai kathal seithu emathiriya pennai ootha kathaiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. En tamil kathaiyai inaiya thalathil pathivu seithatharku nandri, en peyar pradeep vayathu 21 aagugirathu. En nanbanai oru pen kathal seithu matter mudinthathum kayati vitu vitaal, athanaal naan avalai usar seithu hardcore seiyanum endru mudithu seithen. En nanban enaku nanban endru kanbithukolamal aval idam muthal muthalil pesi pazhaga aarambithen. Aval pathini pola en idam nadika...

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Becoming Anthea

My name is Anthony and I am twenty-two years old. I have extra-long dark hair and darker eyes. I tie my hair into a ponytail and have a close trimmed beard. I look handsome and enjoy keeping myself in shape. I am a lucky guy as I have a very sexy girlfriend who is two years older than me. Zoe and I met at a mutual friend’s party and hit it off right away. She has short blonde hair and blue eyes. Her small beautiful mouth sits beneath a cute button nose. All in all, Zoe is a goddess and I love...

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Theateril Auntyai Kaai Adithen

Hi friends, indru sex kathaiyil auntyai usar seithu eppadi matter adithen enbathai ungalidam pagirugiren. En peyar Seenu. Vayathu 21 aagugirathu. Naan ithu naal varai entha penaiyum sex seithathu kidaiyaathu. Naan engineering padithu varugiren, enathu nanbargal oru naal theaterku ennai azhaithaargal. Naangal neraga bar seithu saraku adithom, appozhuthu bagubali padam oodi kondu irunthathu. Naangal oru gramathil irukum theaterku sendru irunthom. Angu pothuvaga pengal athigam vara matargal,...

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Thea Chapter Four

When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...

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Love Potions

The wizened old man smiled at my request. "Well {first}, I have a few tintures that may do the trick" he says with a wink. "The red potion i call passion, slip a single drop of this bad boy in your ladies drink and she wont know what hit her. Relaxed inhibitions, extreme horniness, but May cause aggressive behavior. Make sure you trust the girl you dose with this." He says placing the tiny bottle of thick glowing red liquid on the table. "The blue potion i call intensity, a drop of this baby...

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Thea and Sam

“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...

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Motherless

Motherless.com! What an original name for a porn site, don't you think? The title doesn't fuck around: your mother would never allow you to watch the kind of filth they’ve got on tap. They pride themselves on being a moral-free zone for sick fucks, where you can find damn near anything. I’m talking about desperate chicks fucking anything that resembles a dick and crazy bitches literally eating shit. When you’re done fapping to the weird vids, you can even find "normal" porno to pass the time....

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Motherless Interracial

Ah, motherless, here we are again. A site known for offering such a variety, that no matter how fucked up your needs are, there is a high chance that you will fulfill them here. However, I am not here to blab about the site in general; I am here to talk about one particular category, interracial. As for those who want to know more about the site, there is a whole different review on my website instead.As for those who came here to learn more about that interracial lovemaking, I got your back....

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Pauline The Slut Part 32 Therese Humiliates Pau

Therese looked at the scene before her. Her father and brother naked, her grandfather’s cock sticking out of his trousers and her grandmother eating her mother’s cunt, both of us naked. Beth with the camera, filming. “God, the slut is only in the door and she’s gone sex mad.” she said referring to me. She went and sat on the arm of her father’s chair putting her arm around him and kissing him on the cheek. My father was now hard again. He pushed my mother out of the way and started to fuck me...

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The BarlowsThea

Three months later, the sound of laughter made Thea Barton look up. The now twenty year -old blond-headed beauty was in the living room reading when she heard it. Recognizing the voice of Uncle Dan, she smiled as she waited to see whom he was going to be with. When the laughter grew louder, she smiled. Ah, yes! It was Irene, her now very good friend! Uncle Dan seemed to prefer her to the others. Her being married seemed to make no difference to all concerned parties. Thea smiled to herself,...

2 years ago
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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriesS10E17 Ashley Mathews 29 from Newcastle Northern Ireland

This week’s show begins with that same old rusty bedstead, and that same old dirty mattress. Pausing to take in the magnificent filthiness of it, then pulling back to reveal the bare concrete floor around it, and to take in the harsh lighting. And then we hear our guest of the week approaching, quick little footsteps ... Light clicks on the studio floor. We pan round to see what we’ve got this week and see a slight, pale, small-boobed lady walking in quick, short strides ... She’s not is a...

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