Introduction It had been 3 years since Melinda Parker’s beloved mother passed away. While she misses her mom a lot, it was no more than her dad did. Their life had been ideal–living in the suburbs, two-car garage, and nice schools. Everything was just about perfect until her death. Amanda Parker had been diagnosed with
“Breakfast duties faggot”. I was released and made breakfast for Gemma and Max then lay with my face under her feet as usual. Max spoke; “Uh uh cuckold. Get your face under my feet”. I shifted and Max lowered his large, powerful manly feet onto my face. It was quite a sight, lying on my
Sandy had just turned 18 but to look at her one would think she was younger. She was a very pretty girl with a nice figure and wore her hair in two blonde pigtails. She had slight freckles on her cheeks with big blue eyes that captivated the attention of everyone that saw her. Small
Marla was young still, right? She was still hot, right? She’d gotten married at 24. The first year or so had been great, but life had gotten in the way the last few years and at this point she was more just going through the motions. Her tits weren’t quite as perky as they’d been
I handed around the drinks and snacks then knelt at the foot of the recliners awaiting instructions. They were all engrossed in conversation. Then Max turned to me; “So cuckold, I hear that you’ve been permitted to cum again under Sheridan’s feet”. “Yes Sir, I was very privileged”. “The next time you cum cucky, you’ll
Marley was hungry. She hung up the phone with her dad, her head swimming. She was a small girl and couldn’t tell if her head felt light because she’d skipped lunch, or because she felt so overwhelmed with all the things her father expected of her. Her step-b*****r Joey poked his head into the den.
My name is Amee. I am 24 years old and I am currently working as a volunteer in a remote community educational project in Southeast Asia. The conditions are very Spartan and the nights are long, my only enjoyment being my thoughts, fantasies and fingers. Like many girls I suppose, I remember every delicious second
One hour later I was kneeling beside the pool, in my harness, at the ends of the recliners Mistress Gemma and Princess Sheridan lounged on nonchalantly in their bikinis. Princess spoke, “So Gemma, we’ve fried his balls with electricity, squashed them in our hand till they popped, and kicked them so hard they ended up
What?” I asked, feigning confusion. “Don’t you dare fall in love with me,” she said in a pissed off tone. I couldn’t tell if her tone was serious or mock. “I…,” was all I was able to mutter. “You’re honestly not going to invite me back to your apartment so you can fuck my brains
I heard Gemma’s voice from the bedroom. “Come on Max. What’s happening? I’m horny and I need your cock between my legs”. “Coming Gemma. I was just having a little chat with our cuckold, you know, explaining a few of my new Rules now that I’ll be living here”. He then turned and addressed me.
