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Tom Farmer, with a frown on his face, grabbed the first of several envelopes that had arrived by private courier earlier that morning. The fact that they came by private courier, working for a Wache firm, was enough to let him know that the contents of the letters dealt with business of concern to the Pfand X. He had been getting a lot of letters, lately, and it was beginning to worry him.

He opened the envelope knowing that it contained a second envelope containing the letter. The inner envelope was sealed with wax imprinted with the seal of the family to which the sender belonged. He carefully examined the seal, convincing himself that it was intact.

He broke the seal and extracted the letter. Opening it, he saw that it was addressed, as expected, to 'The Landowner, ' his official title as head of the Bauer family line. he groaned on reading the first line.

The Landowner,

My farm is officially closing this week. As a result of water restrictions by the U.S. Bureau of Reclamation and Federal Courts, all of my Almond trees have died. It took three years to kill them all off. As you are well aware, our attempts to get emergency measures through Congress have failed.

James Farmer

Tom was well aware of the situation referred to in the letter. It was a triple whammy for farmers – drought, increases in urban demand for water, and an endangered fish believed to be threatened by pumping water from the Sacramento-San Joaquin Delta in Northern California. One million acres of farm land had been put out of production with another two million growing less food than normal.

Congress wouldn't touch the issue with a ten foot pole. The courts wouldn't even take up the case. The fact that they had been unable to prevent this from happening, despite their tremendous economic assets, worried and angered him. People could fill swimming pools and water their lawns to have green patches of grass around their house, but farmers couldn't water their crops. There was something seriously wrong when one of the most productive farming areas in the country was shut down like that.

He wondered who in their right mind would favor lawns and swimming pools over food. Nothing about this situation made sense to him. With unemployment in California at an all time high, they were putting even more people out of work by destroying so many farms. It was irrational, to say the least.

He grabbed the next letter off of the stack, and opened it dreading what it would contain.

The Landowner,

My dairy farm was closed yesterday morning by the EPA. Apparently I am guilty of violating a new environmental regulation concerning spilled milk. Milk is now to be treated as a toxic hazard equivalent to oil. I was unaware that I was required to have a documented and approved spill prevention plan.

A Curador is currently trying to find out the details of the regulation, but has not made any headway. He has been told that the regulation exists, but they can't provide him with a copy of it until he files a Request for Public Information. He's puzzled by this since regulations are supposed to be a matter of public record and they will have to present the regulation in court.

I am not allowed to milk my cows until I have an approved spill prevention plan. Apparently, the process for getting a plan approved will take a minimum of six months. I won't have a dairy farm if my cows aren't milked soon.

If I am found guilty, I will be barred from dairy farming for life. I am facing a multimillion dollar fine and possible jail time. It is doubtful that I will be found not guilty. As they say, ignorance of the law is no excuse. The Curador lawyer believes otherwise.

I should mention that ten other dairy farms in the area are affected as well. None of those farms are affiliated with the Pfand X. The Curador and I believe that this is a test case that is being brought in an EPA friendly court in order to establish a precedent that will effectively block contesting the regulation in the future. The local judge was at one time a lawyer for an animal rights organization.

Henry Plantar

Henry was the fourth generation Bauer to run that dairy farm. He ran a tight operation that was well above national standards. He was well connected and well liked within the farming community. Tom was sure that Henry's farm closure had sent shock waves through the farming community. There was no telling how people would respond to this action by the EPA.

This letter was very worrisome. He had heard that the EPA was proposing such a regulation, but had not heard that the regulation had actually passed. The fact that neither he or Henry had known about the regulation was very disturbing, although nowhere near as disturbing as learning that a Curador could not get a copy of it. The EPA was required to publish regulations, but ... there was publishing and there was publishing. For all he knew, the regulation could have been published in a mathematics journal ... by accident ... instead of a dairy trade magazine. The mailing list for dairy farmers could have been confused with the mailing list for cod fisherman.

Tom tended to side with the Curador lawyer. He felt that Henry would be found not guilty, but only on appeal. The absence of proper notification of the regulation would get the case thrown out during appeal. The rejection of the Curador's request for a copy of the regulation would be passed off as his contacting a low level drone, who didn't know any better.

If the EPA wanted to shut down the dairy industry, the EPA didn't need to win the case in order to win the battle. In the time that it would take the case to move through the courts, all dairy farmers would have been put in an impossible situation. They would have to comply with the regulation, possibly having to close their dairy farm during the approval process, until the regulation was thrown out by a court or a grace period was established by the court. Ignoring the regulation would allow the EPA to forcibly close the farm and revoke the farmer's license to produce milk. No matter what, the dairy farms would be closed.

The dairy industry had been hit with enough regulations over the past four years to effectively put nearly every farm out of business. It was plain to Tom that someone wanted the dairy industry shut down. A lot of dairy farmers agreed with Tom on that matter. Even arguing that dairy products were an important source of nutrition wouldn't fly. The typical dairy section of a store now had as much soy milk as dairy milk.

Farms that managed to survive the increased regulations weren't out of the woods by any stretch of the imagination. There were now attempts to require farmers to have enclosed, air tight barns to capture the methane produced by dairy cattle. The idea was that the methane gas would be used in generating electricity and eliminate a green house gas from the environment in the process.

It sounded good on paper. Of course, no one had showed that it would be cost effective. No one knew how much it would cost to put the kind of structure and supporting equipment into place. There was the added danger that OSHA would declare such a structure an unsafe work environment. Animal rights activists would argue that trapping poor defenseless cows in a methane rich environment was cruel.

There was an alternative to hermetically sealed barns. That was the cow backpack for trapping methane gas. It was basically a plastic tank on the back of the cow with tube running to the exit port of the poor animal to collect the methane released when it farted. Tom had seen pictures of the device and considered it the stupidest thing he had ever seen – his apologies to the person who invented it.

Disheartened by the direction that his thoughts had taken, Tom grabbed the next envelope, and opened the enclosed letter following his standard procedure of checking the seal before opening the inner envelope.

The Landowner,

Three days ago, Lawrence Plante was taken away by Homeland Security. Someone within Homeland Security decided that his purchases of nitrogen based fertilizers were excessive for the size of his farm. The best that we can tell it was because he rounded his fertilizer order up to the nearest ton, in his case-- three tons, which put him four hundred pounds over the DHS estimate. Our hypothesis for why he was arrested is that four hundred pounds of nitrogen fertilizer and the presence of diesel fuel tank for refueling his farm truck suggested to some overzealous agent that Lawrence was planning on building an explosive device.

At the present time, he is being held in an unknown location. I have Wache security firms trying to locate where he is being held. My attempt to get a writ of Habeas Corpus was denied on the grounds of national security.

Demitri Cura

Tom sat back in his chair stunned by the letter. He couldn't believe that Lawrence was hauled off by DHS for ordering an excess four hundred pounds on an order of six thousand pounds of fertilizer. That was practically nothing for a farm that size. Lawrence would have just stored the excess and used it the next year.

The presence of diesel fuel on the property was another red herring. It was common practice for farmers to have storage tanks of fuel, gasoline and/or diesel, on their property. Fuels for vehicles and equipment that were for farm use only were exempt from excise taxes. The fuel was dyed red so that law enforcement could prove if the fuel in a truck stopped on a public road had been sold without paying the excise taxes.

Having fertilizer and diesel fuel stored on a farm was business as usual and not a terrorist act. The fertilizer was necessary to grow the crop and the fuel was necessary in order to farm. Effectively, Lawrence had been arrested for trying to grow food.

He grabbed another letter.

The Landowner,

Four women employed by a Damenstern escort service were entertaining executives from several of the large agricultural companies last week. Three turned up dead from drug overdoses. Their naked bodies were found in Central Park with signs of having been tortured. The fourth was found wandering around Soho in an obviously drugged state and was taken to a hospital. She died the next day under what I consider to be suspicious circumstances.

Initially, I treated this as a simple 'party gone bad' and started the investigation to locate the perpetrators until I discovered that the party was supposed to have taken place in Chicago and not New York. A Wache company employee did manage to interview the last woman before she died. Our take on the situation changed immediately when the woman mentioned something about a group of companies getting ready to seize billions of acres of farmland. I repeat, billions, not millions, of acres.

I think the matter is serious enough for you to request a Pfand X meeting.

The Whore

Tom's heart was pounding in his chest. This communication from the head of the Damenstern family line put everything that had been happening into context. Someone, or rather some group, was attempting to take over the entire agriculture industry. It explained why water was cut off to hundreds of farms in one of the richest farming areas in the country, why dairy farms were being shutdown, and dozens of other actions that were taking place to kill independent farmers.

The farmers without water would be forced to sell their farms. Without water, the land was useless for farming. No one wanted to live in a desert like that so it would be worthless for real estate developers. The value of the land would drop to nothing and could be bought up for pennies on the current dollar value. The water tap could be turned on and instantly the land would be valuable again.

If someone had been informed about the new EPA regulations, they would be in a position to purchase existing dairy farms that had been found non-compliant and claim they were now covered by an EPA approved milk spill prevention plan. They would get land, dairy cows, and equipment at cut-rate prices.

There were still envelopes to read.

The Landowner,

My application to the FDA to start an organic cookie company was denied again. Apparently, as a new food production facility it has to be compliant with the European Union Hazard Analysis Critical Control Point (HACCP) system. I don't even know what that means.

I have no idea when it was decided that we have to follow EU practices. A Curador lawyer can't find where that regulation is buried. She is still looking, but believes that the individual who made that ruling was incorrect in thinking it had been adopted. She did find a proposal for such a regulation.

The last time my application was denied, it was denied on the basis that my facility failed an OSHA inspection. My loading docks were two inches too low. Before that, they were two inches too high. Someone is playing games.

Edward Plantar

Tom decided that the threat to the family wasn't only on farming, but food production as well. Edward had been trying for three years to open his production facility. The Pfand would continue to pump money into the project, but most individuals didn't have the backing that the Pfand could provide.

His jam and jelly companies had been hit with a number of new regulations over the past four years. There were probably a dozen government agencies that could pass regulations that impacted him. OSHA, FDA, EPA, and the USDA were the federal agencies that most easily came to mind. The state had additional agencies that were involved with health codes, worker safety, and tax codes. Then there was local government involvement with building codes and fire safety codes. He had even been required to perform a traffic impact study to determine if the local roads could sustain any increased in truck traffic to and from his factory. Complying with those regulations had nearly destroyed his profit.

Usually his problems started with some person showing up unannounced at the front door with credentials identifying him as an inspector for some government agency. The person would walk through the plant for an hour or two and produce a report declaring him to be out of compliance with some regulation. He'd be told that he was being fined and had to correct the problem within some impractical time period or face future fines. In one case, it had been discovered that the regulation hadn't actually been passed yet.

In light of what was happening, he realized that Carl Plante would have a very tough time getting his pickle factory opened. His time-line of having his facility operational within a year's time was overly optimistic.

The Landowner,

My entire cocoa harvest was destroyed by Frosty Pod Rot, a fungus. Sixty other plantations were likewise affected. At the end of the growing season, cocoa will be worth its weight in gold.

According to a Wache investigator and a Curador scientist, the fungus appears to have been spread intentionally since only small producers like myself have been affected. The Curador scientist says that the fungus is a highly resistant strain. My plantation may never recover from it.

Juan Brewer

Tom was beginning to get a headache. He revised his hypothesis to make the plot global in nature.

There were still more envelopes for him to open. He grabbed one.

The Landowner,

The E. Coli infection of my crop has required that I destroy the whole field. Local experts have theories that place the blame on the farmers, but they have no real evidence to support their theories. My farming practices run counter to the practices on which they base their theories. There is no reason that I can find for my crops to have been infected.

Heinrich Bauer

Tom muttered, "There's a reason all right."

He grabbed another envelope.

The Landowner,

A potential problem area has come to my attention. Corn is one of the most significant crops in the United States. It is used directly as food for people, feed for animals, and as a source of fuel. Farmers have been converting their operations to take advantage of the high prices corn has been fetching of late.

Earlier this month, I was studying corn taken from the cornfield grown by our agriculture department of the university where I am employed. A small area of the cornfield didn't look right. Some of the plants had mottled leaves. I investigated further suspecting Maize Dwarf Mosaic Virus (MDMV). My suspicions were confirmed. As best as I can tell it is a genetically engineered variant of the Dwarf Mosaic Virus.

It appears that this virus is extremely active. Over the past two weeks it has spread to almost the entire cornfield. Interestingly enough, it is hybrid specific – that is, only a specific hybrid of corn appears to be susceptible to it. I know this because a nearby cornfield with a different hybrid of corn shows no sign of the virus despite the fact that there is less than twenty yards between fields. Unfortunately, the corn that is susceptible to the virus is a very widely used hybrid since it happens to be one of the cheapest seed stocks on the market.

A lot of farmers may be impacted by this virus. I know that your farmers do not use this particular hybrid, but the virus could mutate. I suggest that you warn members of your family about this issue. Some may want to avoid corn for the next few growing seasons while others might want to take advantage of the high corn prices that may result.

Daniel Cura

Tom shook his head in despair.

A failure of the corn crop would be a major economic catastrophe. Thousands of small farmers could lose their farms with a significant failure of such an important crop. He had no doubt that the release of the virus was intentional. The MDMV virus was spread by aphids. Of course, aphids were small insects that were easily transported and distributed. He couldn't imagine anyone in their right mind raising aphids, but they made a simple delivery mechanism.

The timing of the release didn't fit a large-scale outbreak. For it to have a significant effect on the harvest this year would require that it had been released last year. He figured that this was a test crop and would likely be burned before it had a chance to spread beyond the field.

Tom knew that are only three things that are necessary for life-- food, water, and air. Someone was attempting to gain control over the world's food supply. With control of food, one could rule the world. Anyone willing to go to that extreme would not tolerate any competition. If he was right, then the entire Pfand could be destroyed.

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Cookie held a finger to her lips while looking up at the camera.  Then she went over to the door of her room and opened it.  I faintly heard Mom say something over the Christmas music in my earbuds, and then Cookie said, “What do you think, Sis?  Follow them.”Mom responded, and then Cookie gave me a thumbs-up to the camera.  She crawled into bed to wait, striking a sexy pose.The wait for Mom to change felt as if it was taking forever.  I was so nervous that my erection even drooped.  Finally,...

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Story about me and my lover Rinathankyou Rene

it was sunday arvo and i just got to the shops in time before they were closing, cause i needed a shirt for that night, i headed in to sds surf shop, i always find good shirts there. As i was looking around, i got asked the usual do you need a hand by some bloke, i said no. i kept searching through the racks, then all of a sudden a female voice ask me the same question. I turn around to shoot off a quick no but am taken back by this b8g titted blonde her tits were just busting out of her top, i...

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Trevors Transformation

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An Unsettled CalmChapter 4

For the next few days I followed Marks, being careful not to be seen. I needed to get the low down on Marks for my client. Just the fact that he was pitching woo with this broad might be enough for Miss Sykes, but I wanted to go the distance for her and put the finger on this dame. I found out she was a blonde, about 5' 2" tall, wore fur and was always togged to the bricks. I swapped heaps with the Joe at the service station, so Marks and his hatchetmen wouldn't crab to my watching them....

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Slut in last birth

Hi friends . Nikunj here with one more story.. This story deals with a black magic that show u what was u in last birth. I hope many people r crazy to know what they were in their last birth. On e of them was Ms. Rajul. She was so crazy that she one day brought a book of black magic. The book had a trick of knowing what the people were in last month. One more trick Rajul thought because she had tried many trick from many other books. She was very low of confident abt the book. She brought the...

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Massaged And Fucked Indian Aunty And Her Daughter 8211 Part 3

Hi friends, thanks for the replies and feedback on my previous part. I got so many replies from readers and also had an encounter with my reader. That story will be coming later on. If you haven’t read my last story, you can read it from the link given at the top of this story. The last part was short because it only contained fisting. In this part, I am going to tell you about how I fucked Keerthana (Shalini’s elder daughter). While we were talking in the kitchen, I was exploring her body from...

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Moms new Lover

This now brings me to the beginning of my story. I have been lonely for a long time, and I loved my husband Tim. He was a great husband and provider, he also was a stud in the bedroom, and when he died I couldn’t bring myself to really date anyone. So my daughters insisted I get a dog to cheer me up for companionship. “I think this is really the best thing for you right now mom” Amy had said to me. “I just don’t know it’s a lot of responsibility and I don’t know if I’m up for...

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Video Store cum slut true story

But, I guess I visited a little too often to one of my local gloryholes. I wasn't friends or even to friendly with the front desk guy but I guess he decided to take it upon himself to tell some people about me coming in so often, because I began to notice that more and more people would start showing up on certain days. I am not talking a lot, but 4-7 more than normal and at times maybe 10 more guys than normal would be floating around the video booths and dark rooms. I would always wear...

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He asked for it

Franklin sighed heavily as the phone on his desk rang loudly. He had just been promoted to a management position in the sales firm he worked at, and after a long day of wrangling unwilling underlings, the last thing he wanted to do was take another phone call. But duty was duty, so he picked it up."Hey, babe!" The chipper voice on the other end of the line made him smile. Hope always seemed to know when he needed cheered up. "I just wanted to make sure the man I love isn't working himself to...

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A Mothers Dream Chapter Five

I slept in between them that night after fucking Mum whilst she ate Dolly out again and this time it was Dolly's turn to drink my cum from Mum's swamp-like pussy and when I awoke in the morning, I was seconds from spurting into Dolly's warm mouth. The pair of them were insatiable, incredibly sexy women who just couldn't get enough of each other, or whatever else was on offer.Eventually, though, I escaped and invested the money I'd taken from Granville in a second-hand Rover, it took just one...

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A Room With A View

The hotel room door opens. She walks in, swinging her hipsand singing. She’s wearing a dark shirt, tight where it matters, the top few buttons undone enough to show her cleavage and the edge of a black lace bra. She has a skirt too, black, but it barely reaches her thighs. Her favourite. Black stockings, following down to a pair of small heels that she kicks across the room as the door swings shut behind her. She stretches, hands above her head, chest straining against the tight, thin fabric...

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Entertaining MLady

As soon as i awoke the first conscious thought i had was of the unaccustomed weight of something in my loins; an odd constraint which meant i was not nearly as tumescent as perhaps i might be. Very much awake yet with my eyes still shut, my hand eased itself there so i could investigate. Of course i knew full well what it was, it had just not been sufficiently long for me to have become quite used to it. A hard plastic shell encased my most intimate part and though it strained to rise...

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SoulmatesChapter 10

Megan opened the door to her mother's house with her key. Buster the dog heard her come in and came running. She heard her mother's voice, coming from the study. "Meggie, is that you?" "Yes, Mama," she said. She hung up her coat, took off her shoes and walked down the hall to the study. Her mother was sitting in front of the computer. Megan stood beside her and put her hand on her mother's shoulder. "Mama, can we talk?" Her mother smiled up at her. "Of course we can, baby. I'm...

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AK meet C part2

A & K Meet C For The First Time (Part 2)A looked at C as her fingers slipped into K´s moist knickers and found her warm wet entrance, K let out an audible moan as 2 fingers slipped into her wet pussy, A continued to have eye contact with C as she fingered his wife under the table. K stared at her husband as she felt C’s fingers slip out of her wet entrance, then slowly back in again, the teasing she was receiving made her eyes close with each tentative exploration inside her, she was biting...

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Keep an Eye Out

Ok by now must of you know about my wife Kat and her kink of fucking women that 1. have never been with another women and 2. they are all married with k**s. Over the years this has worked out well for me cause not only does Kat tell me everything but most of the time I can also watch and join if I wish. I always keep a metal notebook of names of her women in my head. This is a story of how that and KEEPING A EYE OPEN helped me to take care of a big problem. Kat and myself were at a local...

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When i first met my Wife

I thought I would write this almost like a diary about the sexpolits of my wife, Sarah, both while we have been together and some things she got up to before we met. A little different to many posted here, but I hope you enjoy!I met Sarah when she was 23, she was 5ft6 with long black hair, brown eyes and slim, UK size 10 – 12 with 36C tits. On our first date she came across as quite shy and a little prissy, we had kissed a little in the night club but I wasn't expecting much more. I walked her...

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Narrow Escape

There was very little light from the crescent moon, and all you could hear was the wind moving the trees a bit and a dog barking in the distance. It was a warm spring night and the fragrance of hyacinths hung heavy in the air. “ This would go a whole lot smoother if you had just gotten the code,” he whispered. “ If you think it’s always so easy, then maybe you should have stepped up and gotten it, yourself” she said sharply. “ You’re positive there’s only this alarm – no motion detector,...

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She offers the tough love

Hello there this is Paridhi, I am the one who would take you to this erotic journey. I am single 30 years old. I am an Indian brunette with fair complexion. With my 34D cups, I stand at 5'8 and a structure close to 38-26-36. I am the general manager of the leading bakery brand of the state. This is a story where I marry the man working under me. Sonak is 30 years old. He has been going through widowhood since 2 years now. I get to marry him and turn our relationship to much erotic and...

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ASC 1690

“Excuse me.”Belinda turned to see the pleasant, broadly smiling face of an old woman. She smiled back.“You dropped something dear,” the woman said quietly.“Oh?”“Yes, I think it was a postage stamp. Stamps are quite expensive you know, you should look after them.”“No, I don’t think I have any stamps,” Belinda replied shyly.“Well you definitely dropped something that looked like one dear.”“I’m sorry; I can’t get it now, I’ll come back for it…. hands are a little full…as you can see.”Belinda was...

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Marys story Part 20

They soon arrived at the clinic, and Betty took Mary into the consulting room and told her to get undressed. She measured and weighed Mary and took her temperature and blood pressure.Mary looked around. There was a big desk in one corner, and a leather couch covered in paper. Mr Faisal came in. “On the couch, please.” Mary did as she was told. She noticed a video camera over the couch, and she saw a close-up of herself on a large TV screen on the wall. Almost instinctively, she opened her legs....

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Husbands away

My husband and I have been using the internet to video-chat while he’s gone. This way, he gets to see the c***dren from wherever he is. When he went away last week I had an idea. Why not use that same camera to record something more… adult… I could send him over the internet. In that horny mood I logged on to our favorite website, where he often saves pictures for me to look at. He knows I love big black cock – can’t get enough – and great cum shots. I set up the camera to record while I...

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Birthday Night out a different style of writing

So we finish at the restaurant and the driver and bodyguard are waiting, The Driver ask you what’s next? You hesitate and look at me, I tell you this is your show and my birthday so you better hook it up! Smiling you tell them to the party! We get comfy inside the massive SUV and your feeling even more horny and have recovered from our public session! You ask me if you can remove the toy and you promised to put it back before we reach our destination. I just smile and you remove the toy and...

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My Naughty Gayatri Akka

Hello guys, My name is Aditya and I’m 24 years old. I live in a small village near Bangalore. My family consists of me, father Ramegouda (name changed); mother Seema (name changed), my sister Gayatri and my uncle and aunt. Gayatri is 28 now and she is a hot and sexy unmarried woman in my home. My mom is also an attractive woman and she is 47 now. I’m an incest lover and I love incest with both mom and sis. First telling about my mom; she is an attractive woman with large boobs. Her fig is 38 34...

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Damiens Soccer Goal

Damien had stayed later than the rest of the members of the soccer team, spending some one on one time with the coach. When he came to the locker room, he was surprised to hear the shower running down the hall. As he undressed he began to rub and feel his hands all over his body, and reveled in the sensations it brought. Damien’s mind wandered to more pleasurable pursuits, and he wondered which of his teammates had been showering. Had it been Adam, the muscular but quiet senior? Or better yet,...

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FemdomZzz

If there’s only one thing I know for sure in this life, it’s this – my readers are giant fucking pussies. You cock suckers are as far from real men as an object with a penis can get. When women see you, their pussies dry up like a slug under the noon sun. Your tiny wrinkly penis couldn’t hope to please an ant, let alone a full-grown human being.Bunch of Fucking PussiesWhen women see you on the street, they turn to their friends and laugh. You are worthless to them, and they know it. The pussy...

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The mission Impossible Part 1

Note : This story is completely fictional! Hai readers here are another super anal Incest story. My hands were shaking. The knot in my stomach was a constant reminder of what I had to do if I was ever going to be sane again... She, who is my own mother, was sitting on the couch reading one of her many romantic novels, oblivious to my pain. Before I get into my problem allow me to describe what has been torturing me for the past five years: My mother is what I would call cute and pretty. She's a...

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Grammy Was My First and Best Part 2

This is part two of my recounting of one weekend with my widowed Grammy. In part one things got started by me looking at her and receiving a special surprise. Now, it is early Saturday afternoon of that same weekend and….I jumped into the shower and quietly cursed. I had been careful to put my underwear beneath my shorts because there was quite a mess in the front of them from having pulled them up too soon after spying on my Grammy in the workshop. I hoped that Grammy would just go to the...

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Culture Shock 1623

When Elaine woke the next morning, she was shocked. Her bed sheet was wound around one of her ankles and she was sprawled sideways across her bed, completely naked. She was laying in a wet patch the size of Kansas and she ached all over. She made herself a promise.Never again would she challenge herself to 'see how many times she could cum'. After four or five she'd lost count and could only estimate that it was the sixth or seventh that had knocked her into u*********sness. Sitting up, she...

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My Best Friend

It had been 25 years since I had seen Paul. We grew up together and were best friends through junior year in high school. When we got to senior year we sort of went in separate ways and didn’t see each other very much and over the years we had lost touch. When I got his e-mail telling me he was going to be in town for a couple days I was very excited to see him again. Part of our growing up together had included some sexual exploration after we go into high school. At 17, we jacked off...

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