Lizzie and Braylin enter the fair queen pageant at their county fair. Even though neither girl wins the pageant, the two sexy girls both end up in the motorhome of a talent scout, where they enjoy some dirty fun with him and another older man.
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A Girls Don't Need Modesty Story Part of the Girls Don't Need Modesty universe
Halloween Night - Katie's Grandma sends a skimpy anime Sailor Moon knock off costume with a Cow theme for her to wear. Her mom insists she put it on and go trick or treating with the full ensemble! Embarassed Nude Female Story/CMNF Set in the Girl's Don't Need Modesty Universe
I love creating the images for the story, almost as I do writing this one.
A Love in Lovett County Story Part of the Wold Stultus universe
A man loves and nearly loses forever the woman that makes his life complete, but in the struggle to regain her will everything else be lost in the process? Started over a year ago, this was intended to be one of the 'first' Lovett County stories - read my Blog for more details. It is primarily a story of love and unusual relationships, and there is a good deal of sex, but probably no 'scary codes'. It starts fairly slow and the first two chapters are a bit sad.
For everyone who cooked the feast, smiled through the small talk, and held it together until the last car pulled away—this one’s for you. This is a story for the hosts who collapse into the quiet after everyone is gone, only to find a different kind of hunger waiting in the kitchen’s wreckage. You know who you are.