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The names in this story are of Celtic origin and so can be unintelligible to the average English-speaker. As such, I take pity on you, the reader, and save myself the trouble of doing so later on after you flood me with e-mails asking how to pronounce the names. Here is a pronunciation guide for this story.

Airmeithinion (ar-mē-thĭn-ē-ŏn/ar-mīth-ĭn-ē-ŏn)

Aisling (āsh-lĭng)

Ankou (än-kū/än-kow)

Arawn (ä-rawn)

Arghus (ar-gŭs)

Caiside (kăs-ĭ-dē)

Caitlain (kāt-lăn/ kāt-lawn)

Cathrach Dorcha (käth-räkh dor-chä/kăth-răk dor-chă)

Cynbel (sĭn-bĕl)

Fea (fā)

Kevan (kĕ-văn)

Lugh (lū)

Macha (mä-kä)

Maeve (mā/māv)

Morrigan (mor-ĭ-găn)

Morrigu ((mor-ĭ-gū)

Nemain (nā-mīn)

Niamh (nī-ăv)

Nuallan (nōō-äl-lăn)

O'Niall (ō-nēl)

Sean (shawn)

Seosamh (shō-säv/shō-sīv)

Siobhan (shē-văn)

They watched him out of the corners of their eyes as he stalked up to the sheet covered lump in the middle of the rain-slick pavement, his long, black coat and hood being tugged by the wind whistling between the three-story buildings. The stench of putrid garbage and rotting flesh was a miasma almost thick enough to cut with a knife. Add in the other scents of stale vomit, urine, and the kimchi from the Korean Restaurant that made up the western wall of the alley and you had to blink pretty fast to keep your eyes from watering. Everyone was breathing through their mouths and taking shallow breaths. And despite that, they all watched him warily.

He would have smiled to himself if he were here for work. They were reacting to him on a subconscious level and probably could not tell you why he gave them the willies, even if they knew why he was there.

And then he was at the sheet. It had been white when they placed it, but now most of it was the deep, deep red of a spilt life. He had seen enough of these scenes that it would normally be nothing for him to be there. He was used to seeing the results of crime and, as a reporter for the Cathrach Dorcha News' crime desk, he thought he had seen everything. Until he got the call that night.

He knew the detective at his shoulder well; a tall, burly man with salt and pepper hair, merry green eyes that were cheerless, and a clean shaven face with its share of wrinkles after twenty-five years in the Cathrach Dorcha PD. He nodded brusquely at the coroner's assistant who lifted the corner of the sheet just enough to show the once beautiful face and coppery hair now a grimace of frozen horror and pain and rain-wet hair the color of dried blood. That there was so much blood in the alley told them that she was dead only a few hours, since the rain had come with sunset and dawn was hours to go. He stepped forward and lifted the sheet farther and saw the raw meat mess the killer left of his sister, only leaving the face and neck unmarked. It was a scene he had seen twice in the last month.

"And you know no more tonight than you did three weeks ago or ten days ago?" he asked the detective who was using every ounce of will power to hold himself together. He was present at Caitlain's birth, her christening, her confirmation, and both her wedding and divorce.

Detective Sean Cassidy could look no more upon the body of his goddaughter and so only shook his head as he turned his back on the body. "Nothing," he rasped, his breath shuddering as he came close to falling apart and the sheet was laid back across her face. "The sicko doesn't have a pattern other than picking pretty, young woman. The ages are a decade apart, the features are random, the areas they live are different, and, until tonight, we had no overlapping shopping or living habits. The first victim also worked at the Cathrach Dorcha University, but then so do fifteen thousand other citizens of our fair city. As far as we know from talking to friends of the first girl, Caitlain and Maeve MacShane never crossed paths. MacShane was part of the housekeeping staff in the female dorms while Caty was an assistant professor."

"How?"

The detective covered a sob with a cough, pulling out a handkerchief and wiping his eyes and nose. "We don't know yet. Last anyone saw her was when she left the university at five. She doesn't have a boyfriend, so that is out, and her ex is still in Dorcha State finishing his fifteen-to-life."

The other man tugged his hood closer and shoved his hands into his pockets. "He will kill again, Sean," he whispered direly. "He will do this again and unless he fucks up, he will keep doing it."

"The FBI thinks he will screw up and make a mistake, Seosamh," Sean said earnestly, trying not to sound like he was more convincing himself than comforting a crime victim's brother.

"Eventually."

"Huh?"

"The FBI thinks he will screw up ... eventually," Seosamh replied sourly, turning away from the sheet-covered lump to glare at his uncle.

Cassidy looked shocked. "How do you know that is what they said?" he demanded.

Seosamh simply smiled mysteriously, his eyes bleak. "I have my sources, Uncle Sean," was his snide reply as he looked down at what remained of his big sister, the person he loved most in this world, and the icy anger spread to engulf him. "Let me know when I can make arrangements for the ... you know." With that he walked away, ignoring whatever it was Detective Cassidy was saying.

"Mr. O'Niall, Mr. O'Niall!"

"Seosamh, Seosamh! Is it true that this latest victim is your sister, Dr. Caitlain O'Niall?"

"Do you have anything to say to the killer, Seosamh?"

He normally was contemptuous of those who scorned what the media did, those who considered them nothing but vultures, feeding on the carrion of society. As he looked up at his colleagues, some of whom he had considered friends, with eyes dangerous enough to shut them up and make them step back, the thought that perhaps those people were correct flitted through his brain. There were a score of his fellow reporters, all with cameras and microphones pointed at him with breathless anticipation, nothing at all on their eager faces to suggest that they had even considered that his lovely, vivacious sister was lying mangled in the alley behind him.

Brushing past them all, Seosamh strode to his car, silence reigning behind him.

It was a long drive to his condo. Longer than he could ever remembering it being. There was nobody to call. Caitlain and Uncle Sean were all he had in the world and one of them was dead and the other would be sidelined because he was related to the third victim, despite the fact that he was one of the best detectives CDPD had. And there was little hope he would not be reading about another victim in a week or so. And a week or so after that. This particular sicko had visited four other cities, each one had no fewer than sixteen victims before the killing stopped and another city was chosen to play host to some of the most vicious murders the FBI had seen. The task force had arrived last week, after it was confirmed that victim number two was killed by the same guy who did Maeve MacShane.

And nothing would be done. Caitlain would simply join the list of victims.

Seosamh could not... would not stand by and watch the bodies continue to drop and then let the bastard vanish again.

A screeching of tires on wet pavement, honking horns, and shouted curses greeted his decision as he turned around and headed for his priestess' house on the edge of Cathrach Dorcha. Behind that house was the grove that had been cared for since the founders of the city landed. The Catholics and Anglicans had followed, but the druids were still the power brokers of the city and the grove was the center of that power. Protected by magic and well-paid for federal laws, the grove was several acres of oak bordered by ash and hawthorn trees, the center of which was a clearing and spring that pooled and formed a stream that eventually ran down into the Hudson River. A large colonial mansion backed up onto the grove and was also protected by magic and state law, being on the historical registry.

The lights were all out but as he drove up the unpaved drive, the porch light went on and the door opened on a large man wearing a black loin cloth and holding a shillelagh. His chiseled features were grim and foreboding even as he turned his head back into the house and said something. More lights flared in the windows of the living room and one of the upstairs bedrooms.

Seosamh brought the car to a stop and was climbing out when a woman shrouded in a white, ankle-length robe appeared at the door behind the man, her fiery hair mussed. Just the sight of her eased the pain in his chest that he did not realize was there until it lessened.

"Seosamh," she said in her lyrical voice, tinged with a hint of Ireland, where she was born. "Oh, Seosamh, I cannot tell you how sorry I am."

That stopped Seosamh in his tracks. "You knew?" he demanded angrily, causing the man with the staff to step sideways, half blocking her.

"Arghus, gently," she murmured, laying a hand on his massively muscled arm and pushing him back out of her way. "I was awakened an hour or so ago. Arghus almost had me calm enough to sleep when he felt you coming. Niamh is getting the tea ready, come and tell us while we wait."

I told them what happened and what I knew about the serial killer. I was halfway through my story when Niamh came in with the tray of tea. She was Arghus' niece come from Ireland to learn from Airmeithinion, the most powerful druid priestess in North America. Niamh had the same raven hair as Arghus' brows but was spared his muscularly heavy frame. She had a grace and presence that made Seosamh sure she would take Airmeithinion's place when the priestess was called to her Goddess.

And it was her relationship to her Goddess that brought him to her home so late. When he finished telling them that Cathrach Dorcha was only the latest stop on this killer's path and that no city saw fewer than sixteen victims, they were all pale.

"I know what is in your heart and I can only caution you that what you ask is not done lightly," Airmeithinion warned grimly, her pale eyes flicking over to her black dog, her protector Arghus, who shook his head just as grimly. She sighed resignedly. "Niamh, go call the priests and warn them to bring their guardians. We may need them."

Seosamh sat in the living room and sipped his tea in silence, turning what he was about to do over in his mind, making sure his request was formed in the right way before it was made. Airmeithinion, Arghus, and Niamh were gathering supplies and changing into their robes when the first of the circle of priests arrived. Faol and her guardian were quickly followed by Aisling, Cynbel, Caiside, Macha, Siobhan, Kevan, and Nuallan and their guardians, making the house suddenly seem claustrophobic with the aggressively burly black dogs and the powerful priests moving around, awaiting Airmeithinion.

The High Priestess finally emerged from her bed room and came down the stair in her brilliantly white robe, Arghus following behind with a slim wooden case Seosamh had seen maybe three times since he became a member of this circle nearly ten years ago. Druids don't much care for killing to sacrifice, these days. They learned their lessons centuries ago. Feed a God on blood sacrifices and blood will be all the God demands. Nowadays, most druids have gotten their gods to be happy with first fruits or at most a freshly hunted deer or bear whereby the God gets more pleasure from the hunt itself than the eventual blood and meat garnered from said kill.

But some things still required blood. Human blood. Most of that blood was freely given and only punishments took it by force. Tonight, the blood would be given freely, with more to be gotten by force in the future. Celtic Gods were still fond of revenge and battle, after all.

Airmeithinion led them out of the house and into the woods along the well-worn path to the clearing several hundred feet into the oaks and hawthorns and ash. In the center of the clearing, beside the pile of rocks from which the spring bubbled, was a waist high block of granite covered in moss. It was here when the first druid found the grove a thousand years ago, long before Hudson even found his river. From that time, the druids of the northeastern part of North America had come to see this site as their holy land. A grove already waiting for them when they had fled the eventual subjugation and enslavement of Eire. It was here that this circle held their rites and it would be here that Seosamh O'Niall would ask for his vengeance.

"Form the circle, please. Seosamh, strip and in the center. You know the drill," Airmeithinion said sharply, a worried crease between her brows. "Black dogs, a step behind your charges, please. I am hoping you will not be needed, but I have never performed this particular rite myself so I would like to take this slowly and cautiously."

Seosamh stripped quickly, goose bumps springing up in the chill autumn air. He stepped between Faol and her cousin Nuallan, going to stand before the altar. Airmeithinion approached him, already chanting in rapid Gaelic. The air became thick, pressing down on him, constricting his lungs, making him feel faint.

"On the altar, Seosamh," Arghus said from outside the circle. "Quickly!"

The air in the clearing was pulsing now, pushing Seosamh back and onto the altar, forcing him onto his back with every beat. Airmeithinion approached him with the slim wooden case. From inside, she took a long, slim dagger whose blade was covered with Celtic runes. Before he could even flinch in defense, she had slashed him across the chest and each shoulder. When he brought his arms up in reflex, she slashed both forearms.

"Turn over onto your stomach," Arghus said, his voice tight with stress. "Seosamh, now!"

His mind slow with the pulse of magic and the loss of blood, Seosamh pushed himself over. The priestess quickly slashed his back, making him cry out in pain. With each slash, the magic became more urgent. Now, with his blood sheathing his arms and chest and trickling down his back and sides, he could feel the presence of something ... massive. An oppressive presence was suddenly with them in the clearing and he began to think that perhaps this was a bad idea.

"Oh, now you think it a bad idea?!" a booming male voice asked in something close enough to Gaelic that he understood it. "There are reasons we weaned you off of blood sacrifice, silly mortal. You are lucky that I have been waiting for this or I would make you and your foolish friends pay for this dearly, whether your priestess here is Airmid's daughter or not."

There was a gasp and the priestess was suddenly the focus of nine sets of eyes. And then they realized that there were more people in the clearing then when they started. A tall, muscular man who looked like he just came from a fancy dinner in an unbuttoned dress shirt and a pair of gray pants with polished alligator loafers and a suit jacket thrown over his shoulder was standing beside Airmeithinion, his fire red hair braided down his back and his curly beard suavely natural in its disorder.

Bright green eyes gazed down at Seosamh, his head shaking side to side. "I know your priestess was trying to summon Arawn, but I have been waiting for someone, anyone, to call on us for aid in this. I know this is a matter of death and vengeance, but it is too important to let him run wild with it. This is far beyond a matter of simply avenging your sister's death, however brutal," he declared flatly, his eyes fiery with passionate anger. "This savage is no mere serial killer, my son, and it will take a more-than-mortal agency to overcome him. And so, I have come to put you in the hands of the Morrigu. You interrupted a fairly important dinner, so I will let Morrigan explain."

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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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College Pennai Toiletil Vaithu Veritheera Seithen

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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Kanavanuku Theriyamal Kala Kathal Seithen

Hi friends, indru tamil kama kathaiyil en kanavanuku theriyamal ilamaiyaana kaal kathalanai eppadi love seithen endra kathaiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, enathu peyar jaya vayathu 36 agugirathu. Enaku thirumanam aagi oru paiyan irukiraan pinbu en kanavanuku vayathu 42 agugirathu. Naan santhoshamaaga thaan vaazhnthu vanthukondu irunthen, naan oru teacheraaga velai paarthu varugiren. Naan velai seiyum classku arugil oru veedu irukirathu, antha veetil oru...

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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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Directors proposal

Director Ganesh acharya called Disha and said "I am sorry Disha I am unable to cast you in this movie of mine. But we will work together soon ". Disha cut the line and threw her cell phone in anger and frustration. "Why does this keep happening to me?....I needed this movie so badly. Why did he refused me?....I must find out that which bitch has snatched away my role from this project. " She was in her nightgown. She wore her stockings and put on her red coloured heeled sandals. She took out...

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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...

2 years ago
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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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