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Does she realise this...?

A Woman’s place is wherever she wants it to be!


Only what you wanted."

“Then he was kneeling in front of me, his arms around my hips, kissing my belly, my thighs, his hands on my bare bottom, fingers in the silky wetness between my legs, tasting me there. 49 more words


Random filth, as Saturday night became Sunday morning...

Sunday morning I came round, upside down.

‘What…!’ I hear your startled electronic exclamation, boys and girls, coming via Yahell and faecesbook, rippling through the ether, the nondimension of modern mass communication. 466 more words