"Ethan loves his stepmother and Monica is falling in love again..."
Monica writhed as she felt her first orgasm rip through her with Ethan rubbing her clit while slurping up her juice. His tongue lowered to taste her star and he felt a torrent of hot juice shoot onto his mouth....
"When mama calls for an escort, her stepson answers."
Monica sat at the vanity of her hotel room sipping a glass of wine to steady her nerves. She had never called on a male escort before, but since her husband's death had been unable to broach intimacy. Now though,...
"Speed dating isn't quick enough for this unapologetic MILF"
He was the fit in a sort of ugly way. But I’m no masterpiece to look at either. Plus what should a forty year old expect on a speed dating night? The fact I knew every single person in here...
"Jasen comes to Mrs Chester's assistance"
Dorothy Chester was watching again from her seat, in the shed. What a sight. Jonathan was facing her, standing about six feet away. His shorts were down around his ankles and a singular object was pointing out from him, up,...
"Jonathan helps Mrs Chester in the kitchen"
Sunday morning and Jon was just nearing the clubhouse. He was on his bike, in his cycling gear. He had hoped to get in early and combine exercise with the trip, but he was late. He slunk in through the...
"After bathing with Melora's mother, also a pleasure-slave, in the afternoon, I must see her again..."
Again, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. As previous readers are aware I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy and I continue the story of my adventures with the...
"Melora, my pleasure-slave, gives me an intriguing request, which I have to act on..."
Again, a warm and hearty welcome to my Earth readers. As previous readers are aware I had retired to the planet Rigel VI, on the outer rim of our galaxy and I continue the story of my adventures with the...
"Jonathan helps Mrs Chester; Linda calls."
It was about a week later. Linda Crawley was on her way to see Dot about a Saturday event. At forty-two Linda was a little younger than her friend. A tangled mass of short brown hair fell over her face....
"Jonathan helps Mrs Chester in the garden. Collett calls."
He wasn’t sure how she had convinced him to do it, but now he was collecting his own pee in an old milk carton with a green screw-on lid. The smell was terrible, but over a couple of days he...
