In the unforgiving deserts of the Wild West, legends are born from gunfire, grit, and the scars left behind. Mika Thorn—petite, charming, and sharper than the sting of desert wind—was once one of the finest headhunters alive. But after a string of brutal encounters with outlaws and a mysterious teacher who trained her through pain and humiliation, Mika’s body bears the marks of every fall, every near-death, every lesson.
One evening, as they sat on the couch watching a movie, Ava felt her mother's hand brush against her thigh. She tensed slightly, but didn't pull away, her pulse quickening as Zoe's fingers traced small circles on her skin. "Mom..." Ava breathed, turning to face her. Zoe's eyes were dark with desire, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "Do you trust me, Ava?" she asked softly. Ava nodded, hardly daring to breathe. Zoe leaned in closer, her lips brushing against Ava's ear. "Good," she murmu
After Pam's last time with Master Mike, Master Ben and Mistress Jill, her world is shattered. Here's what happened when she lost control of the rest of her life. This is the sequel to "Pam in the Van."
An evening at the opera, I stand in the « posti in piedi » to watch la Tosca. A young woman glues her body on mine in the dark. My hands and my fingers explore progressively her nether regions. I play her body and I drive her to climax at the very moment where Floria Tosca screams in despair. Slow. The story becomes hot during the 1st act.