Melissa Joan Hart is in trouble, the Hollywood elite are chasing her and her children in order to force her to make a film, she chooses to hid out in England, and happens to bump into possibly the only man who can help her.
All that happens is a lesbian talking to her guy friend, a sex-story writer. Yes, I'm the writer. She tells me about her life, her troubles, her conquests. You don't even hear my words. Prepare to have a person let you into her very private world.
This is a story in the Collar Club.
Doreen has hidden a fantasy from her Master. After finding out about it he plans to teach her a lesson on hiding stuff from him.
A Future Sex Tech story This is a wacked out story, for sure. Not exactly like my usual stuff, but there's lots of BDSM. It's set in the Future Sex Tech universe after the fall of the CCCP (Conservative Christian Coalition Party). Fun with technology and biosculpting.
The coven was in a frenzy of whirling naked flesh. The 13 witches shouted out in ritual incantations. No cocks to be had but plenty to acquire with simple spells that insured abject devotion regardless of beauty or shapely form.
Clementine never thought she would get caught up in the lust for gold that all the silly miners seemed under the spell of. Still, there were a lot more ways of gathering the yellow stuff than digging for it.