Times are a changing! Equal Opportunities... 'Probationary' Constable Kelly O'Rourke is the first policewoman to work 'General Duties' at the Flemington 'Uniform Branch' - she has to deal with sexism as she tries to prove herself to Senior Sergeant Barry McKnight - and then in through the front door of the Flemington Police Station on the Nightshift, walks a gorgeous half-caste Aboriginal prostitute named Sandra 'The Countess' Murdoch! Life will never be the same for Kelly Maree O'Rourke...
It was too much for Little Miss Virgin to ignore. She had to do it now. Right Now. Her fingers found the sweet spot and soon she was spinning in a mist of euphoric release. She hoped her silent admirer was watching from across the courtyard. She twisted her naked body to give him a good view of the cream between her legs. The knock on the door made her heart beat fast and she sprayed her juice onto the pristine white carpet.
Mandy is still a virgin at 23. Now she is ready to try anything. She quickly becomes addicted to sapphic pleasures and even tries anal sex in an interracial relationship. Her tight little holes are starting to loosen up and she learning new tricks every night.
They had meant it to be road trip for them to get away for a week, a chance to kindle their waning sex life. How quickly things can change. Instead, an old fantasy came to life!
A dirty adventure of Cunt Jen Cunt Jen is a submissive without dominant, so she tries to satisfy her submissive streak by herself. She forces herself into living out a fantasy to wander the woods naked at night. This story is f-self, no sex with other people is involved. Be warned, she likes it dirty - story contains bad hygiene and scat.
Woman who has never smoked is hypnotized to "quit smoking." Before long, she's masturbating and sucking on cigarettes while she listens. She wants to be a good mom, and helps her teen daughter "quit" too. - If you don't like smoking or incest, this isn't the story for you.
I was running along, my feet bare and the tree branches wiping my face. I was being chased but I couldn't remember by whom. I fell but before I could get up, hands grabbed me and pulled me upright. I was eleven again, wearing that silly squaw outfit my mother had made for me but now it was a little too small for my growing body.