Doreen was in a state of depression because her pretty bottom was marred by exposed white skin next to her perfect new bikini. The new bathing suit was so wonderful that she simply had to find a way to fix her 2 toned skin. Poor Doreen could not picture facing the sniggers and derision from the slutty back stabbing females that lurked on the sand. She figured her best friend Cynthia would solve her problem. That was her first mistake.
A gendarmes stops us and flirts with our beautiful passenger. She satisfies his 'double entendre' and we go on to a liberal, satisfying, lecherous lunch. After great, open sex, misunderstandings spoil the day, but not the memories.
There is a small mention of bestiality but not the main story. Searching for something different a couple see an advert for slut training, and after a discussion they enquire as to what it involves, and get invited down to a farm and are shown around and rules were stated, then sent home to discuss and think it over but the wife insists they do it and arrange for her to start training.
Amy accidentally discovers her husband's desire to be the girlfriend she always wanted. Soon she'll begin to change him into that woman, and if she can convince him perhaps after a surgery or two she can turn Dan into Dani the girlfriend she had always wanted.
In a Kansas City apartment reeking of stale cum, sweat, and Monster energy, Derek’s router finally cooperates for the filthiest long-distance session of his life. Marisol, spread wide in Seattle, demands total degradation: spit-lubed fists, ass-to-mouth fantasies, self-facial swallowing, and gulping his own thick load while she squirts across the room. Seven brutal rounds of narrated depravity leave them both wrecked, sticky, and planning an in-person sequel that will condemn the couch forever.
Allie only had one ambition in life. She wanted to be a dancer. Somehow her thoughts of ballet led to a career as a pole dancer with a sideline of entertainment a bit on the shady side.