She was custom made, the most advanced AI. Cost a fortune, but I demand only the best for me.She was madness in bed. Or anywhere. My every perverse desire anticipated, ready with ass, mouth, or pussy. Had to triple stock...
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The dogs of darkness are loose again. Doubt and Regret and Fear, they've laid snarling in the corners of my mind, waiting their time to strike.She finds my trembling shell and knows I am at war within. Embracing my nakedness...
I've made plenty of mistakes, but she was not one of them. I first followed her eyes into the bathroom at a company party. She was new, but caught on quick. We met for coffee and my fingers found her...
This is my secret place, the verdant hollow above the flowered meadow. I pause here on my walks, seeking solace from life's loneliness in this feral hideaway. "Who are you?" I ask when she appears in the tangled gap, silhouetted...
Carlos. Like every Thursday, she's draped her plucked and pampered body on the deck in her skimpiest possible. Just for him to see. And as always, he gives a friendly smile, but doesn't make a damn move. Once again, she...
Entering the cafe, she sees her having a coffee and bun. She takes her into the bathroom and fucks her hard with two fingers against the door. She gets eaten in return, spread wide on the counter top.They straighten their...
She just wanted some peace and quiet.The a/c was out again, the window fully open against the sweltering night. She was mangling the sheets trying to sleep in the city's persistent cacophony.She heard the creak of the fire escape and...
We both transferred in late, so got roomed up together. One glance between us was all it took. The only question was whose bunk, mine or hers?She was a big-boned Ohio girl, full-breasted, with nipples like fat, pink teats demanding...
I look up from my book. "What, this again?""It saves time. Those five." She points to the far wall of tables.Pushing back my glasses, I do a slow scan. "Way straight. Femlez. Tran. Straight, but curious.""The last?""You don't want to...
My lips find her neck's descent, feeling the rising pulse. Down they go to join my fingers already taking the measure and form of her breast.Breasts. What spawned my fascination? My obsession really? Did it first start with envisioning iconic...