A My Lesbian Slave Martina Story Meeting my slave Martina for the first time, I use her on the toilet as hard, deep and urine-covered as she had always wanted.
A My Lesbian Slave Martina Story On a lesbian vacation, Martina and myself engage in plenty of pee-games and use every opportunity to fuck each other's brains out.
A Swarm Cycle Story
John is caught in an extraction while eating lunch. The problem is that he keeps reliving the extraction over and over. Will he need to pick the right concubines to stop the cycle? Or is something else going on.
Female-perspective bisexual: A young widow wonders if she should feign reluctance when Lord Thomas and Lady Emma, both lovers of hers, invite her to picnic on the banks of the Thames during the Henley Regatta in Victorian England.
Hindsight is 20-20 yet even now I could not explain how I knew. The memory still as fresh as the scent that lingered on my lips and in my mind. Besides me c sat quietly, unconsciously fingering her collar, smiling to herself, still amused no doubt by the security check.. As the plane gathered speed I turned to c, smiled, winked, her eyes shining, she knew what I was thinking, shared my sadness, understood what last night meant to me.
She liked to get right down into the filthiest hole imaginable. She loved to get her fingers in the mud and the dirt. Now she wants to feel the grime from naked bodies rubbing on her soft skin.