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Princess ‘Carrie’ Caroline disappears, but for Jim she becomes a visitor who captures his heart. They start their adventures, dodging the public, authorities, and then abductors. Her new life sex, swinging, polyamory, and some wild parties, all while building a new career. The princess, Jim, and new friends fall in love and enjoy unusual experiences and adventures. Much sex.
A Story in the Danica's World Universe
He gives all for the children, but giving has its rewards. A holiday story about the legend of Grandfather Yule in my fantasy world.
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A Single father and his busty daughter have sex at different abandoned places as they take a trip across America they decide to film themselves at all the different places and post them online but they never show their faces.
1. This is a first draft and needs a lot of editing but I had a load of these stories collected for editing, and I've gotten around to none of them so I just decided to publish them as they are. 2. Samara is a recurring character in most of my stories. She is a tall, thin, elegant, aged futa. Kind of like an aging, elegant sexy siren or a more slender, alien version of Elvira.
A Filthy Tales for Wicked Grown-Ups Story In the village of Thistledown, librarian Penelope Pumpernickel embarks on a scandalously scientific quest to find her Goldilocks moment—not too big, not too small, but just right. With three very different brothers, a nosy knitting circle, and a notebook full of “field notes,” this steamy, cheeky fairytale proves that the best discoveries are hands-on—and sometimes, deeply satisfying.
It's 7:30 on a November night and it's pouring rain and I was supposed to start driving to L.A. two hours ago when I see the flashers up ahead. They're so weak I'm not even sure they're on, but then I see the car, which turns out to be a faded old pickup truck. And then I see the woman, standing there by the truck, waving her arms, soaking wet, looking like a drowned rat. What would you do … ?