"A priest in a battle with temptation."
A priest found an enchanting pumpkin, Cinders. It whispered forgotten spells, tempting with dark knowledge. On Halloween, he carved Cinders, conjuring a spectral apparition. An eerie redhead emerged from the pumpkin – her pussy hair was golden blonde. The cleric’s...
the air was fullbewitching scentsgate to paradisegrants admissionnew shoots unfoldflowers that proliferatein the night firebuds sproutto gourmet templesrampant tonguesin anticipationopen wet calyxeshoney-sweet liquorburst pistilsdriven by nature
the giant longsto surrenderin strong armscaptivated by lovefeeling faint a mountain begging humblycalls the whippingrampant seato liven up his lapice cold red hotto penetrate in pain and anguisha new meaningto find limit /lessat mercyto acceptto trust blindlythe multitude
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"This story is a prequel to 'Women Only' and dedicated to the hopeless romantic among us."
"What do you want for your birthday?" Amelie asked me.I looked up from my laptop and frowned. "That's a good question. And a really annoying one. Because I have absolutely no idea.""It won't be long now, Lena. Only three more...
Shortly after my birthday, I realized that I was missing the most important gift: one from me for myself. I wanted something that would help me deal with all the stress that started tormenting my life lately. Something relaxing. Maybe...
Sandy stood in front of the large mirror in her room and examined herself. She was wearing one of her very short summer dresses. If she leaned forward a little, like now, you could see that she hadn't put on...
Being excited like a little girl before prom. Stella has not felt that feeling for a long time. She keeps wondering: what has happened to her in the last few days? She doesn’t really get it yet. She feels a longing for something....
In the hopelessly overcrowded subway, it feels like rush hour after work in Tokyo. From the cold platform, people are streaming in, close to each other, clinging to all sorts of impossible grips, eagerly awaiting their evening at home.I am...
Why am I doing this here? This thought flashes through her mind.It's the first time, actually, that she ever thinks why?" At the same time, she also wonders why she hasn’t asked herself this question yet. Usually, she doesn’t get involved...