A Filthy Tales for Wicked Grown-Ups Story When Jack trades his last coin for magic beans, he doesn’t expect a stalk thick as sin—or a giantess with curves of epic proportions and no patience for foreplay. At the top waits Elara, harp-playing, skirt-lifting royalty with a taste for tiny men and big fun. Jack thought he was climbing for treasure, but he’s about to get far more than gold. Filthy, funny, and absolutely not for children, this is a fairytale with a very happy ending.
Valerie sits down beside early-retired lawyer Barry on a commuter train. Blonde, blue-eyed, tall, and very chesty, Val has his full attention. She doesn't mind him staring; she's used to it. Both in their 40s, he learns Val is an actress, playing the role of a valkyrie, a legendary German warrior. When he reveals his private backyard pool, she's tempted. As it happens, off the train she is out of options, and he's ready to step in and offer his place to swim and stay.
Elaina has such a thing for her dad. She has had ever since she was a little girl. Apart from a little teasing on her part though nothing ever happened, although she constantly and fervently wishes that it would. Elaina sweetheart, please remember that I'm not recommending this as a plan of action.
I moaned softly as I felt the wet gusset of my panties and my son quickly turned his head to look toward the door. I stood there, caught in the act of rubbing myself while watching my son masturbate.