Emmie's going to college. She's found a great place to live, and an incredible bonus in the back yard garage. Even better, her big studly boyfriend can help with the garage find, and he's great with his tool(s). He really is. It's a whole new kind of "Hot in Philadelphia." Except for the Phillies, they're still terrible.
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This is my original story from January 2013 where The Clit Hunters Guide to the Galaxy originated. All characters are fictional except for Erin and Shanti.
Honey was driving her sports car way too fast on her way to a party, when the local police officer spotted her and stopped her. But Honey had too many tickets for speeding already and one more meant she may lose her license. Maybe there was a way Honey could take care of the ticket and still keep her license...
Tina is a very curious futanari. Interested in bukkake, she creates a 'Man Suit' so she can enter a nearby adult theater and pop a nut on a real live bukkake slut. Fate leads to a mind blowing coincidence. Tina finds the last woman she ever suspected to find, down on her knees. Jerking off and glory-holes lead Tina into a predicament that changes the entire course of her life!
A teacher at a private all girls school is blackmailed by his student. He manages to turn the tables on her and discovers that he is not the only person at the school to have done this.
A Cold War and before Story Elise Henderson is parachuted into occupied southern France in May 1944 to report on the movements of the 2nd SS Panzer Division.
What she experiences changes her forever.
Mirabella is brash, sexy, confused, willful, and wild. Here are episodes from her teen years as extracted from her diary and from the accounts of people who encountered her back then. Illustrated.
I was behind in my yard work. My nephew Peter was helping me weed the flower beds when I noticed he kept looking over at me and grinning. I was wearing a loose scoop neck pullover T-shirt. I realized what he was doing.