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“I can’t think of a better reason for inventing time travel, can you?”

I, Isaac Heinlein, genius and man about town, scratched my chin, my new beard always made me itchy.

“Yeah, but it won’t work, Ray. You’ve seen the movies, it never works properly. There’s butterfly effects and parallel universes and, lets see, grandfather paradoxes, time quakes, broken DeLoreans, Red Lectroids—“

“The Red Lectroids were in the eighth dimension, not the fourth. Besides, it worked in Superman. He flew so fast around the planet that he went back in time. Saved Lois Lane, too.” Ray Haldeman crossed his arms in front of his chest, pleased with his rebuttal.

“Superman was a dick,” I countered. “If he could go back in time, why did he only go back a few minutes and save Lois and that busful of kids? Why didn’t he go further back and stop Lex Luthor from starting the earthquake? California was going to fall into the ocean, I’m sure Lois wasn’t the only one threatened. Or why didn’t he go back further to where the AIDS virus first began and use his x-ray eyes to kill it? See, you get a time machine, and the possibilities are endless of what you should do.”

“Well… it worked in Groundhog Day. Bill Murray was there for like ten years until he got whatsherface to fall in love with him.”

“Andie McDowell. And he had no control over that. That was just the universe being goofy. So, anyway, I don’t think it’s a good idea. Going back just so you can try and talk to a girl is stupid. And you’ll probably cause a time ripple which will ruin mankind and the world will be lorded over by intelligent murder hornets.”

“Domhnall Gleason went back so he could get his girl.”

I slapped my forehead. “Yeah, and he almost lost his child. Remember? Then he stopped time travel altogether as it was so dangerous. Dude, it’s stupid. Go invent faster-than-light travel or a Langston field or something useful.”

At twenty-five years old, we both were leaders in our respective fields. I was always the smartest guy in any classroom I ever attended, until four years ago when Ray Haldeman crossed the pond and joined the staff at Harvard. They couldn’t calculate his IQ, he was off the charts. Truly.

But his EQ, his emotional intelligence, they could measure. It was right around zero. I befriended him because I had to, I couldn’t stand seeing him alienate everyone he knew. We worked long and hard until he was finally able to somewhat get along with ‘normies’. The problem was, he had a pretty high sex drive but couldn’t fulfill his desires as he bored most women and scared the others.

The one he scared the most was Tricia McMillan-Bradbury. She left Harvard before I ever got to meet her, but she was the one Ray wanted to turn back the hands of time for so he could get another chance. I had only seen one picture of her, but she was undoubtedly one of the best looking women I have ever seen. Our fields closely paralleled one another; she was a bio-science specialist and I studied the DNA arts.

Ray was actually right, though. Was there a better reason to go back in time than true love? Yeah, yeah, it would be good for mankind to also go back and kill Hitler as a baby, Stalin, too. And I know people would want me to kill Donald, but if I did that I would have to take Hillary out also. Where would it stop?

But, no… I can’t figure out the ramifications to our species if I changed the timeline in such huge ways. If I could time travel, I would probably do it for personal reasons, too.

50 Years Later

I looked in the mirror again, and I grinned like an idiot. It was one thing to develop the science to stop the aging process and even reverse it. It was quite another to see the effects day by day. Wrinkles disappeared, crepey skin toned up, hair came back and went from gray to its natural color. I had an erection this morning, first one in three years! It wouldn’t go away... I was going to be rich beyond my wildest dreams.

The only problem was, it wouldn’t work on everybody. Only about 40% of the population would benefit from this. No matter how hard we tried, we couldn’t crack the code for everyone. Maybe in another hundred years we can crack the last remaining quarks of DNA and get there.

Unfortunately, Ray was one of those on the other side of the equation. And although he hid it pretty well, I knew he never forgave me for that. Ray Haldeman, the man who did invent faster-than-light travel, was aging hard and fast. It wasn’t fair that the man who made Steven Hawking look like a third-grader had to die like everybody else. I mean, we made some improvements for him so he will get to 100 pretty easily, but that’s it. Whereas in a few weeks, I will look and feel like I’m 25 again. And when I hit 150 or so, I can rejuvenate again.

Ray had been trying to have me over for lunch for several weeks, he had a new invention he wanted to show me but I kept putting him off; I was just too busy with forming my new company, Age Not. Finally, I found time to go and see him at his office downtown. I hoped he wasn’t going to be too mad at me.

The sprawling complex of Haldeman Inc. could be daunting to the uninitiated, but I had been there many times. The architecture was designed to impress: gigantic structures and offices that eschewed any of the traditional styles. No, these “buildings” twisted and turned and flowed as if gravity wasn’t an issue for them. In fact, rumors persisted that most of the buildings were floating on stasis fields instead of steel and concrete. But we hadn’t invented stasis fields yet, so we all thought.

Anyway, I arrived at the 185th floor with my aide de camp, Andrew Martin, to visit Ray. Ever the awkward host, Ray demanded that I have some scotch with him, even though I stopped drinking 15 years ago. But he was so animated, so excitable, I gave in and joined him for a toast to his new invention. It was good to see him so happy.

“Well old boy, what is it?” I hoped he was going to say he invented telekinesis or something. That would be cool.

“I’ll show you, it’s right over here. Get the door for me, would ya? Andrew, you have to stay here so you won’t steal anything. thanks.”

I marveled that the world’s smartest man didn’t have automatic doors for his wheelchair to pass through easily. Made no sense.

We entered a medium-sized area that looked like a rather standard laboratory; computer terminals at long desks, various pieces of equipment that I couldn’t begin to fathom their purpose, blinking lights and people in lab gear. Probably not telekinesis, I muttered under my breath.

Over in the corner sat four reclining chairs that reminded me of dentist chairs from the old days. Above them was a rusty-looking bell-shaped object of apparent great age.

“Okay, what am I looking at?”

He beamed at me enigmatically.

“It’s… a time machine.”

“Um, really? It looks like four chairs. And how do you get them to eighty-eight miles per hour? They aren’t even pointing in the same direction.”

“I know it doesn’t look like much, but once I got past the idea of building a vehicle, the rest of it came easily. Of course, I had to design a new form of calculus for it. That’s what about half this campus is devoted to, supporting time travel.”

“So… it works?”

“Absolutely! We’ve gone back now one full hour into the past. We’re working on the final details of a major breakthrough, though. Here! Sit in it!”

“Well I don’t know…”

“Come on, you’ll be fine.” He guided me to one of the chairs and I hesitantly sat, then reclined.

“It’s simple, really. The thing that people never got is that you can’t just travel in time, you also have to travel in space.”

Metal clamps that must have been hidden under the chair suddenly flipped up and over, locking around my wrists and ankles.

“Ray! What the fuck!” I struggled, to no avail. I was trapped in the chair. One of his flunkies came over and shot an air-injection into my neck. Ouch.

“You see,” Ray continued. “The planet is moving through space all the time. Since ten seconds ago, the planet rotated and moved forward. If you don’t account for that, you could materialize inside of a wall, or a mountain, or 200 feet up in the air!”

“Ray, I’m done. Let me out!”

“Any of those situations is sub-optimal. So we had to develop a Universal Positioning System so we can go anywhere in time and space, and put our travelers safely on the ground.”

“Ray, that’s awesome. I want to go now.”

“Clarke! Over here with those. Good boy.” Clarke carried two gold bricks and proceeded to strap them to the sides of my hips.

“Those will be worth almost two million of the old Dollars. I’m not just going to send you back there empty-handed. That ought to be enough to establish yourself at Harvard.”

“Harvard! Why am I going to Harvard? No, wait, when am I going to Harvard?”

“You’re going back fifty-one years. You’re going to get Tricia MacMillan-Bradbury to fall in love with me.”

“I… I am? How?”

“That’s your problem, Isaac.”

“But…. But my wife! What about her?”

“She’s your seventh, right?”

“Well, eighth if you want to get technical. But that’s not the point! I don’t want to go! Why are you doing this?”

“Isaac. You are the only person I have managed to have a relationship with. I have to rent whores as well as friends, but they don’t like me. Nobody does.”

“Well… lets just say that’s true. Why don’t you go after Tricia yourself? If you put five percent of the effort you expended on this into her instead, you guys coulda been married forty nine years by now!”

“You are speaking rubbish, my only friend. We both know that my social non-skills will kill the deal. So that’s your job. Fix me back then, or convince her, or force her, or something. We will be watching you. That’s what that injection was for, markers in your DNA.”

“Wait… do you know if this works out in the end or not? I mean, you have a time machine, can you go back and find out if I succeed?”

“No, we have to wait until you act, since you aren’t in the continuum yet. We have to wait real-time. You have exactly 30 days, friend.”

“I guess I should have worked harder on that rejuvenation shit, huh.”

“Yeah, I guess you should have. 30 days, my friend. Or we will find you via the markers, and, uh… terminate the experiment. Good luck.”

“So… if it works you’ll bring me back, right?”

“That’s the breakthrough we’re still working on. But don’t worry, we will figure it out.”

I tried calling out to Andrew, but they stuck a bite block in my mouth so I didn’t bite my tongue off. That’s probably good, I reasoned.

I blinked.

~~~

And I arrived.

In the dark. Sitting on… grass… in a… cemetery. Ahh, pretty smart. Plop me here in the dark so I’m not seen.

I stand up, I’m not even shaky but I do feel weird with a gold bar strapped to each leg. I’d like to tell you about the trip through time, but honestly, I didn’t feel a thing. I don’t even need any No-Nozh, which they don’t have here yet anyway.

I scouted around a bit, and determined I was in Mt. Auburn cemetery, about a mile from Harvard. The place was locked, which was actually good. I need to do something with this gold. I’m not a financial genius, but I know you can’t just deposit two gold bars into a bank. And I remember we had pawn shops way back when… I mean way back now… who bought gold. But they aren’t going to just give me a suitcase full of cash, either. So, I found a shovel and buried the two bars in two separate holes near an out-of-the-way maintenance shack.

So there I was, in a city lost in time, not a nickel to my name, and a stupid goal with a do-or-die finish.

Fortunately, I knew a guy who could help me.

~~~

I waited nearby at the Blackbird doughnut shop for me. I am a creature of habit, so I know I would be here soon. And sure enough, here I came, dirty-bopping down the street with my earbuds in and backpack on. I looked pretty good, I must admit. Was I worried about space-time catastrophes, about messing up the continuum by meeting my former self? Not really, I didn’t make me come here so I can’t take too much responsibility for what happens/happened/ will happen.

I stepped up to me. I had run a lot of scenarios through my head of how to approach myself, and finally settled on the truth.

“Good morning, Isaac. I am you, from the future, and I need your help or we will both die.”

Needless to say, one of me tried to run away from the crazy-sounding me.

~~~

“Who are we dating, now?” Young me was pretty convinced by now, but I wanted to drive the point home. We were walking back to the cemetery to get the gold.

“Jennifer Parker.”

Ah yes, Jenny.

“Have we, I mean you, have you nailed her yet?”

“That’s none of your business!”

“Our business, remember? Anyway, as I recall, Jenny likes it slow and romantic at first, but after her first orgasm she turns into a wildcat and you can do anything you want to her. I mean anything! She’s the first girl we do anal with.”

“How do you… oh right. How long are we together?”

“Not too much longer. You know Harlan Dick, from physics?” Younger me nodded. “She’s already fucking him. Tuesdays and Thursdays while you’re here.”

“Damn, I really liked her.”

I handed young me a shovel and pointed, we each dug up the gold bars.

“Wow, it’s heavy.”

“See? Told ya. Now let’s go find Tricia.”

~~~

We managed to hunt her down by late afternoon. She occupied a good piece of real estate in the library, her notes spread out all over.

She hadn’t really appreciated our invasion of her space, but giving her one of the gold bars made her amenable.

“Alright boys. Let’s just say this is true. Why don’t you just kill Ray here? Then none of this ever happens.”

“Yeah!” joined young me. “Why don’t we just kill him?”

“Jeez, I forgot how violent we were back… now. Well for starters, we have morals. And second, his faster-than-light drive literally saves mankind. So he’s kind of important.”

“Well I sure as shit don’t want to meet him,” Jenny complained. “He sounds like an asshole.”

“I don’t want you to meet him—“ both of me spoke the same sentence at the same time. “Either.” We did it again.

“You guys are cute. Maybe you’re just twins? Although, you look older.” She nodded in my direction.

“I’m physically about forty. But tomorrow I’ll be about thirty seven. I will stop de-aging in six days, and I will be right around this handsome guy’s age.” I punched my other me’s shoulder.

“So what’s your plan, Benjamin? Can I call you Benjamin? Like Benjamin Button? I can’t call you both Isaac.”

“You know, you’re so gorgeous you can call me anything you want to.”

“Wow, Benjamin,” she gasped. “Seventy five years old and you still throw out cheesy pick up lines. Simp.”

“Hey now! Cheesy pickup lines and a gold brick!”

“Point made, Ben. So what’s the plan?”

“Well, first we gotta get these markers out of my DNA. Then…”

One Week Later

Jenny, sweetheart that she was, didn’t fully accept the gold bar for herself. She did manage to sell both of them, though. The true value was close to $1.75 million, but with all the bribes we had to pay we managed to keep $700,000. That got us a lab and lots of used equipment. With three incredible brains working on the problem, we made a lot of headway.

I was in the research part of the lab when the tingles started. My world went black and I froze in place. I couldn’t speak, or breathe, or move a single muscle. I was frozen in time.

“You have twenty days, Isaac.” Ray Haldeman’s voice boomed across the ages. Christ, that was unsettling. “Twenty days or I will abandon you in time like this, forever and eternity.”

Later that night I was back in my old place with my younger self. It’s very weird being with yourself, I almost always know what he’s thinking and even going to say. We had been with each other 24/7 for the last week and we were both getting ornery.

“I need to jerk off.”

“I do, too.”

“Well, go away and let me do it!”

“You go away. Besides, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I’ve seen your cock a million times.”

We looked at each other. Yeah, it shouldn’t matter. It’s not gay, his dick is my dick, too… right?

We settled in on opposite ends of the couch.

“I’m thinking about Tricia’s tits.”

“I’m thinking about Tricia’s ass.”

We looked at each other and said at almost the same time, “Now she’s sucking my cock.”

“Hey,” I began. “Let’s—“

“Spit-roast her?”

“Yeah, something tells me she would love that. We could cum in her mouth and her pussy at the same time.”

“Okay but then we also have to double penetrate her.”

“Just don’t you be touching my junk.”

“My balls will be smacking your balls, old man.”

We both came a few seconds later in long hot spurts up and across our own chests.

Three Weeks Later

“I’m sorry, Ben-Isaac. It’s another dead end, a null result.”

My brain heard “anal result” so I stifled a laugh. I looked over at me, he thought the same thing.

“What? What did I say?” Trish looked worried.

“Nothing,” I answered. I pointed at him. “He thought you said Anal Result.”

“You… fuckheads! I’m busting my ass for you… and I can’t even tell you apart anymore! Which one of you am I mad at?”

“Him,” we both said, pointing at the other me/him.

“Have you cross-referenced the genome selection with the helical scan rates of the T-cells with the precursor anomalies?”

Trisha looked at the other me. “Young Isaac, that... doesn’t even make sense. That was a bullshit sentence.”

“Well, on television mysteries, they always cross reference stuff and find the answer.”

I went over and smacked my other forehead with my notebook. “Dumbass! You’re wasting time! We’re never going to get into Tricia’s pants if we don’t… wait… wait a fucking minute… hold on now… you’re a genius! I’m a genius! Of course!”

“What just happened?” asked the bewildered Tricia.

“Epiphanies galore!” I responded gleefully. “I, well, he, us… we’ve got it. We need to—“

“No,” corrected Trish. “I mean about the part about getting into my pants. I thought you guys were gay, neither of you have made a single move on me yet.”

Young Isaac blurted out, “We’re both in serious lust with you. But we didn’t know if you would date both of us.”

“Lust, not love?” We both shrugged. We knew not to get in the love trap too soon.

The wheels spun in her brain. “Let’s get this shit sorted out first. Then we will discuss all of the possible angles and frictional coefficients of your two… probes…”

Two Days Until I Am To Be Trapped in Eternity

I held up the miniature hypodermic injection device. “So now we just need to find Ray and shoot him with this hypo.”

Trish and Young me looked expectantly at me. “What?”

Young Isaac answered. “I haven’t met him yet. According to you, I don’t meet him for six months. You know him better than anyone. You’re elected.”

We had identified all of the personality genes and we designed a way to tweak Ray’s just a tiny bit. I didn’t want him to turn into a social animal because then he would never invent faster-than-light travel. But we figured cranking it up about 9% would make some great strides for him.

We also didn’t want him to meet Tricia, but we sure needed him to meet someone else.

“Okay, fine. I’ll get him today. He’s giving a lecture on the next quantum leap this afternoon. Where’s my marker removal serum?”

“Right here, boss.” Tricia injected me in my arm. “The markers should be completely erased within forty-eight hours and Ray won’t be able to find you from the future. You sure you want this? You will be trapped here in this timeline.”

“Yeah, I want to stay here. Now I know not to marry any of those seven wives, but probably marry the last one. Wait, forty-eight hours? The deadline is in… forty seven…”

“Yeah,” said the other me, looking down. “Now all you gotta do is get Ray to talk to a girl first!”

It was 0300 hours, we tried to sleep in the lab before the big day tomorrow.

~~~

“Hello Ray! Awesome speech my friend, I’m Isaac Heinlein, your new best friend.”

“I don’t have any friends. And everyone looked like they were falling asleep.”

“Nonsense! Hey where ya going? The reception is over here!”

Ray was trying to get away from the crowd. Fuck! The hypo I had to inject him with was small and would only take a second or so, but it’s not a very friendly thing to do and Ray wouldn’t take kindly to it. Shit.

We were strolling across Harvard Square when it hit me.

“Ray! Oh shit Ray it’s a herd of bees! I’m allergic!”

“Do you mean a swarm? I don’t see any—“

“Aaauuughhhh! Ray, protect me! Help!”

I sorta hid behind him while tackling him at the same time. I stuck him with the hypo in his arm as I continued to yell and scream.

“Ouch!” Ray cried. “I got stung!”

“Really? Oh, cool, well then let’s go. He got you instead of me. Up you go, that’s it. Oh wow, look at that little freshman over there.”

“What’s the matter with you? You said a swarm was… oh. Hey. She’s… attractive.”

“And lost, Ray. What should we do?”

“You could go help her or… maybe I could… no, I can’t.”

“Come on Ray! She’s dying for an older gentleman such as yourself to help her. Go do it!”

“I am twenty-one, you think I’m too old for her?”

I gave him a little push. He headed towards her. I sat on a bench and tried not to look too anxious. He was speaking to her, I could see his mouth moving, words were coming out of his mouth! He pointed across the square, she was nodding… she folded her arms with her books in front of her as they both walked away from me.

Success?

I reported back to the lab where we high-fived in hopes of our success. We spent the rest of the day cleaning up our notes and organizing our studies. We knew this would be a paper we would want to publish so we wanted to get everything prim and proper.

We came back to the lab mid-morning the next day… and didn’t know what to do. The only thing left to do was wait and see if I was going to get yanked back to my old timeline, or get cast into eternity, or be left alone here.

“Tricia, I think I need a hug. I’m really worried what’s going to happen to me.”

“Benjamin-Isaac, you old fart. If you want to have a threesome just say so.”

“I want to have a threesomel”

Me and me stripped off our clothes in record time. We advanced on poor Trish with our rock hard cocks pointing right at her.

“Target acquired,” I announced.

“We are locked-on,” my young self confirmed.

Trish backed up to the couch and sat down in the middle of it. “Have at me, boys.”

We were both pleasantly surprised when we got her Harvard sweatshirt off; she had been hiding this fantastic rack under there! Her large, sumptuous breasts were thoroughly inspected, tested for flexibility, and measured for sexual response. Hey, we’re scientists.

The combination of a mouth sucking on each of her nipples, my fingers in her pussy, and Young me’s finger in her asshole drove her to the edge within just a couple minutes.

“Oh fuck, Isaacs… for Christ suck don’t stop!”

I twisted my head to my buddy to show him my teeth on her nipple. He opened his lips to show me his teeth on her other nipple. With a slight nod we pulled our heads back slowly, stretching her breast outwards and, more importantly, severely straining her nipples.

Tricia shrieked unintelligibly as she came, then quivered and trembled as the waves continued crashing on her shores.

Barely pausing, we hoisted her upside down so most of her weight rested on her shoulders and her legs and pelvis stuck straight up in the air. He got the front and I got the back, and our mouths settled on her accompanying erogenous zones. Our faces were too close for comfort, but It was like looking in a mirror so it wasn’t a big deal. I tongued her little asshole, preparing it for the main event. Young me ate her out so well she was convulsing again in mere minutes.

Trish slipped down off the couch. “I… (gasp) need a… (gasp) minute…”

I looked at her. “I don’t have a minute. I need you.” We pulled her up, then laid her limp body on top of me. I tried to reach around and get my cock, but she wasn’t helping. Another hand grabbed my cock and placed it where it needed to go.

“Thanks,” I said, sheepishly.

“Don’t mention it. Ever. I’m serious.”

My cock slipped deep inside her vagina. She got suddenly heavy as Ypumg Isaac began mounting her ass. I could feel his cock entering her, expanding her asshole and pressing against my cock through the thin walls separating us.

Tricia purred, then moaned, then groaned as we both got fully inside her and began pumping our bodies into hers. We rocked her long and hard, pounded her good and fast, I was thinking we might be ruining her for other men…

She tried to arch her back, then squealed and screamed as orgasms ripped through her yet again, setting off both of ours also. We shot hot cum into her bowels and into her cervix, filling her completely.

It was good to get inside her pants, we all agreed.

 

Three, Two, One…

“No time left for you, there’s no time left for you!”

“Stop singing that damn song, Young Isaac! God, we are such an asshole sometimes.”

It was 0159 on the big day. If we didn’t fix Ray enough, or the marker removal process failed, then I would be sent to an eternal time zone in about one minute. Or… or what? I guess life will go on? Ray did call in sick for his classes yesterday…

“Fifteen seconds,” whispered Trish. Young Isaac spooned her from the back while she and I hugged in the front. She thought if she held me really tight it might help. I didn’t disagree. We kissed hard, while Young Isaac’s arm reached over and held me close too. My arm wrapped over his/my shoulder and we squeezed Tricia so hard she squeaked like a cat toy.

Her tongue crept into my mouth, feeling heavenly… and… time passed.

The deadline passed. I stayed here.

I started to get a hard on, again. God, I love my rejuvenated body. I guess Young Isaac was getting one too.

“No!” shrieked Trish. “You guys have got to be kidding! I need a break. Ten hours, minimum. Go to sleep or suck each other off.”

“What/huh?” We both responded.

“Oh come on, I know you’ve thought about it. Hell, if I could lick my own pussy I would never leave the house.”

I looked over at Young Isaac. We each gave the other a sideways glance, then an eyebrow raise, then a furrowed brow.

“N-a-a-a-w-w!” We both said.

“Idiots. Go to sleep.”

Tomorrow

“Well, old man Isaac, Ray has missed his classes again today. I’d say it worked. Future Ray ain’t looking for you anymore.”

“I’m glad you’re still here,” Trish said before she put her mouth back on my cock.

“Me too,” Young Isaac agreed.

“Thanks guys. I’ve got some ideas… oh yeah Trish… take it all the way down… it will only take us… oh shit… five years instead of fifty to… oh god… invent rejuve… rejuvena… oh fuck I’m cumming!!”

I slumped in a chair, spent. My new friends began fucking on the couch, I’ll get back in there in a few minutes.

“No time left for you…”

That song kept playing in my head. But, nope, I’ve got all the time in the world.



~~~ End Timeline Recording ~~~
 

*No Time, The Guess Who, 1969

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Thanks to the Hip and Knee Doctor for editing assistance There is no sex in this story sorry Note from Jake Rivers: This is my sixth semi-annual ‘invitational.’ The initial one was based on the Statler Brother’s song, ‘This Bed of Rose’s.’ The second used the Marty Robbins El Paso trilogy: ‘El Paso’ ‘El Paso City ‘ and ‘Faleena.’ The third had stories based on the various versions of ‘Maggie May’ or ‘Maggie Mae.’ The fourth invitational was based on any Country & Western song and the fifth...

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At the time when i write to You, Mistress, it has been several months since i submitted to You with much pleasure Mistress. The meeting was however unlikely: a brief exchange of messages on xh before i go on vacation suggesting that ... maybe ... something was possible ... i owe You the truth Mistress, this is the first time i really wear a chastity cage in honor of a Mistress. This chastity cage, i had bought it shortly before we met and just thinking of wearing it to please You Mistress i was...

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The Real Stepford Wives Sugar Plum Fairy

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The Chelmsford Stalker

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The Chelmsford Stalker

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Forrest Part 2 Chapter 3

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Further Tales of Peggy Sanford Ch 12

Peggy Sanford stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby of the Roosevelt New Orleans Hotel. As she walked across the lobby she noticed several males obviously checking her out. She smiled to herself as she walked across the long spacious lobby. It always pleased Peggy that she could still attract such attention. Not that she should be surprised, for a married mother of two in her late forties, Peggy was still a very beautiful woman. Her long brown hair framed a face that belied her age,...

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Mortimer and Myrtle A Love Story

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriess8e18 Sylvia Distin 55 from Chelmsford

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Give Me Some Sugar Part 1 Rochelles Tryout

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Further Tales of Peggy Sanford Ch 13

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Further Tales of Peggy Sanford Ch 01

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Earths CoreChapter 36 Formations

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CynthiaChapter 15 Bradford

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Adventures of a Greenie Off Planet Vol 2Chapter 27 Forbidden Forrest

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Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 19 Aussie Beauty

A local tailor had to come and alter her dresses every other day, particularly the form fitting Chinese cheongsam. She had to get new ones because only small alterations could be made. I believed she gave the old ones to some lucky servants for safe keeping until they hopefully could leave the Comfort House. They could not wear them here because my warriors would simply tear them apart since they just wanted them naked for penetration soon as they saw these beauties. Cherry had learned just...

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Cat and Mouse The Tryout

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Wartime Comfort House Diary

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A white rich bitch falls for a well endowed black forklift operator who works at one of her husband8217s warehouses

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Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 7

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Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 7 British Saugage

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The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary seriesS11 E02 Chelsea Ferguson 34 from Chelmsford

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Peggy Sanford a Worldly Woman Ch 07

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Peggy Sanford a Worldly Woman Ch 01

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and shorts; his cock and balls swaying in front of him. Mary smiled, leaned forward again and nuzzled Carol's silky cunt-hair, flattening it out to the sides and exposing her sensuous pink slit to their view. Then she stuck her tongue up inside it. Carol groaned happily and bucked her hips. John was standing over them now, stroking his thick cock while he gazed dreamily down at his sister's inviting pussy. Pushing a finger back up inside Carol's dewy cunt, Mary explored its...

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The Bradford Family Saga Part 3

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Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 6

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Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 8 Shemale

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It8217s Not Just Love Making 8211 The Foremost Foreplays

Hello Everyone This is pradeep back again with the continuation of my first submission(IT’s NOT JUST LOVE MAKING),And people who does not read my first story please I request you to read my previous submission which was the first part,so that you can have a great brief introduction of the my story which im gonna share you all. So to say about me,I am Pradeep (Name Changed),From (Vadapalani) Chennai.Iam 21 years old and i am living in a private home.I am 5.9 with athlete body and average in...

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