Lover 1: I’ve been a very bad girl! Are you gonna spank me? Lover 2: Oh, yes, baby, and more! Lover 1: What are you gonna do to me? Lover 2: This. (Kisses her hard) And this. (Squeezes her boobs) Lover 1: (Getting hot and bothered, she grabs his d*** and sucks) Is that my punishment? Lover 2: And you just remember that the next time you’re bad! Lover 1: Oh, baby, I don’t think I want to remember! (As she rubs his d*** some more to get more of her punishment. Lover 2: (Withholding her punishment) Not now,baby! You must get really bad! Lover 1: Oh, I will become real bad! Wicked bad! I want my punishment! Lover 2: (Kisses her hard on the lips, down her neck, to her boobs, as he titillates her, sucking on her nipples) Lover 1: Yes, yes! I love being bad! And I love being punished! (She grabs his hand and shoves it down to her p****, he fingers her p**** until she becomes wet) Lover 2: D*** hard as a rock, anticipating her wanting him, rams his d*** hard inside her p****, as...
Synopsis Khandice “Khandi” Callison is a 14-year-old girl with a crush on her classmate, Jeremy Timmons. But he barely notices her. Summer is fast approaching and Khandi’s parents have announce that she will be going away to summer camp and away from her crush. But Khandi gets a surprise when Jeremy is also one of the campers. Will Jeremy finally notice Khandi or will Khandi’s heart be crushed? Chapter 1 It was the same thing everyday. Khandice, or Khandi, gets a crush on a cute boy and he disses her. The hot new boy in school, Jeremy Timmons, is every girls’ dream, including Khandi. But Jeremy doesn’t notice her. Is it her mousy brown hair? The black-frame glasses Khandi’s mother picked out for her? Her wardrobe, as Khandi notices the preppy clothing she’s wearing? Whatever it was, she definitely wasn’t what Jeremy Timmons was looking for? Khandi watched sadly as Liz Collins, the prettiest g...
This story came to me in a dream I had last night and upon waking up, I began Chapter 1. Chapter 1 The day had began just like any day. Gray, overcast clouds had hung in the sky. I was sitting outside in my lawn chair, drinking a cup of coffee—my usual morning routine. A haggard, old man who appeared from nowhere came up to me and asked for a spot to sleep. He looked like he hadn’t had any sleep in days, so, in my generosity, I offered him a room to sleep. He seemed relieved as I showed him inside and up the stairs to a room on the corner of my two-story home. As soon as the old man’s head hit the pillow, he was asleep instantly. As I headed back down stairs to my chair on the front porch, that’s when things went crazy. A young woman in her 20s happened by and seeing my generosity with the old man, assumed I would give her a place to sleep too. Not wanting to disappoint, I too led her inside and up the stairs to a room next to the room ...
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