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Fetish Hell Category: Fetish Prices: 3 Days Trial - $4.95, 7 Days Trial - $9,95, 1 Month - $39,95, 3 Month - $69,95 Payment: Credit Card, Check, Phone Rate:  Description: Domination, Latex, Pregnant, UpSkirt, Bondage, Smoking, Pissing, Feet, Torture and more... 
My wife moaned her "yes" answer to Susan, not really caring what she meant by it. She was happy having my hard cock stuck in her "Oh yes... suck my husband's big cock you slut!" Barbara said loudly. "Suck him like a whore, make him cum in your mouth!" She ordered Susan. "Fuck her face sweetheart!" Barbara told me. "I can see you're close, I want to see you fill her face with your hot cum! God... Honey... I am so fucking HOT! Tell me what you want to see Honey, I'll do anything for you!" "When I cum Sweetheart... which won't be long... I'd like to see you two kiss and share my cum," I groaned to my wife. "Then I'd like to see Susan go down on you while I fuck her at the same time."      
     
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The following story is fictitious fantasy. It is meant for the enjoyment of the reader. All Characters, locations, and organizations are fictional or are used in a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised. "Well, that's just great." I said to Corporal Galler, Royal Canadian Air Cadets. "The captain locked us in when she left." I glanced at the young air cadet standing beside me. She was plump but not fat, and at least a foot shorter than me. She was 13, two years younger than me. It annoyed me sometimes that 13 year olds could boss me around, but now I was glad I wasn't in charge. It had been a productive day selling tags to support the squadron. Steller and I had both been in the bathroom when we were dismissed, and the captain must have been in a hurry to leave when she locked us in. It was 1:00 in the afternoon, and my dad would not be home until 6:00. I should have gotten a ride with another cadet. Instead, I was stuck here for at least five hours. Well, it wasn't all bad. Cindy Steller was not what most people would call hot, I know. She still had the plump of youth hanging on her, and she had a belly that went pretty far beyond regular. Her hair was short and recently dyed a cherry red. Still, her feminine softness and innocent naivete drew me like a moth to a flame. I wanted to stop thinking like that; i knew it would make the long hours torture, but it was in me to fantasize. Fetish Hell "Damn" she said. "My mom wont be home until late. I was supposed to walk home." She paused for a moment, then her deep green eyes widened. "nobody knows we're here!" she cried. "I'd say we're in deep shit, corporal." I stated. "Call me Cindy. we're not even in uniform." She replied. "what are we gonna do for five hours? Argh!" she whined, sounding her age for the first time that day. She turned away quickly when i looked at her, but I thought I glimpsed some tears. "what's wrong?" I asked unnecessarily. "I don't want to spend my night cooped up in this stupid building!" she cried. I put a hand on her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her. Instead of calming down, however, she turned around and buried her face in my chest, sobbing. She always was a little over-emotional. slowly, i put my arms around her, encircling her in as much safety as I could. After a while she stopped crying, and looked up into my eyes, without any uncertainty. I made to release her, but she shook her head slightly. She slowly rose up on her tiptoes, her mouth seeking mine. I obliged her, bending my neck to let my lips brush hers. When our lips touched, my head swam in sensory overload as the smell of her hair and the lust in her eyes drowned me. I felt an erection growing, felt it poke her in the stomach, but neither of us cared. We kissed for long moments, and when I felt her tongue probing my lips, i opened up to her and met her tongue with my own, tasting her sweetness. |
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