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Geschreven door: Piquet Unfathomed Night, thou conduit of dreams, Veiled sister of the lucid Day, For thee I long, for thee I wait And for thy favour pray. Come and spread thy silken cloak upon me, No other raiment will I wear But thy aethereal garment Of darkness and sweet air! O goddess of soft unhurried hours, Mistress of warm and whispered love, Guardian of peace unsullied, Thy silver orb above Solemnly proclaims thy reign established Under the stars’ eternal light, An empire devoted to The revelries of Night. Misschien vind je een van de onderstaande verhalen leuk: NOTHING BUT DONKEY SPUNK FOR A WHOLE MONTH??!!?! (Days 4-5)(<10 minuten)Fantasie - Slikken Maddie has a drinking problem. NOTHING BUT DONKEY SPUNK FOR A WHOLE MONTH??!!?! (Day 3)(<10 minuten)Fantasie - Slikken To the hilt. Emm (Emma)(<10 minuten)Fictie - Male / Female, Reguliere sex, Romance The summer of 1926 and I am deep into the minutia of planning my son's wedding A SUBURBAN HOUSEWIFE(<10 minuten)Waargebeurd - Ass to mouth, Biseksueel, Exhibitionisme, Female / Female, Hardcore, Lesbian, Male / Older Female, Oral Sex, Threesome, Voyeur, Despite my agent Ada organising a string of glamorous and sophisticated older women for their paid sexual pleasure with me, often with an extra man as part of the mix, I have long fantasized about fucking, a forty-year old, voluptuous, size-14 suburban housewife, probably no where nearly as sophisticated as most of the women Ada organizes I THINK YOU ARE GOING TO ENJOY WHAT WE HAVE IN MIND(<10 minuten)Waargebeurd - Biseksueel, Erotica, Exhibitionisme, Geschreven door vrouwen, Group Sex, Hardcore, Jongen / Jongen, Oral Sex, Pijpen, Teen Male / Female, Voyeur, My man and me recently met a new couple at a cocktail party. Instant sexual attraction, lots of verbal flirting, and with our eyes and hands, our mutual attraction obvious. Undressing each other with our eyes, lusting after each other. Maureen told us “I think you’re going to like what we have in mind for you, for both of you,” as her man Matt listened in. “Does Friday night work for you? Our penthouse?” | ||||