Margot is close to being 50 but still very sexy and although I'm only 24, she is the one woman I've aimed to make my own! And so I make a Dinner Date for Two at an out of town venue that plays soothing dance music. But will it work when so many taboos are rife? Who knows? But one thing I know for sure; but that would be giving the game away?
Modern day harem life of slaves and their struggles for alpha slave status. Even among slaves with no rights, there is a pecking order. Master is unaware of the intrigue and back stabbings that go on when he is away from the harem between his sex slaves. Or is he?
Lynette offers her lover a special birthday present. Three days of unspeakable torture (hers) She even gets him a substitute woman so he won't miss her while she endures and recovers from the session.
A husband makes his wife's submissive sex fantasy come true...when two guys and a girl join him for a poker night while his wife is bound and awaites the winner of each hand.
A Fan Fiction is a Virus Story Yu-Gi-Oh Fan Fiction. Mokuba/Seto. Sibling love in its lowest form. Pure shota smut. Written as a lark. Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of it's related. I am not making nor do I seek to make any financial gain from this. I just wrote a fanfic based on the source mentioned.
A Catherine the Thief Story Catherine returns to Aurora Tower as ordered. Magnetic restraints hoist her naked body. Elias Voss’s haptic hologram dominates her completely — devouring her pussy, then ruthlessly fucking her in zero-G. He stretches her with his thick 9-inch cock, forces multiple squirting orgasms, chokes and degrades her, and fills her womb with a massive creampie. By the end, she’s a trembling, cum-dripping mess — commanded to raid the Lieutenant Governor’s sky-mansion next.
Amora is a good girl who dreams of being temptation incarnate, and in her fantasies, men surrender to temptation in the most brutal way imaginable. She’s also a horny cunt who hasn’t been allowed to cum in too long, and her needy pussy has her wishing someone would rip her clothes off and forcibly fill its emptiness. Her desperation is driving her deeper into a mental morass of humiliation and objectification, and her tightly gaurded depravity is threatening to leak into her tidy reality.