Female exhibitionist

Mommy Mind Control A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Three: Mommy's Naughty Discipline By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! I was so angry with Melissa when I stormed out of my good friend Cathy Dawson's house. That little fucking skank. How dare she cheat on my son. I never liked little miss miniskirt. She was a slut. A whore. The type of girl who would get knocked up and make me a grandmother before my son turned twenty-one. I was glad I corrected Ryan and made him realize that Annie, the cute...

Oh my God! Penises! The box contained several different pretend penises...different colors...different sizes...but no mistaking what they were! Jen, I squealed, Where did you...how did you...what...? These are some of my very best friends, she whispered in a conspiring voice. Sometimes when there's no guys around and my fingers just aren't enough... Oh my God! I gasped again, even as my hand reached into the box and began fondling and sifting through the different pieces. Plastic...metal...rubber...beads on a string...beads on a plastic wand...some really wierd shaped...things...not penises...narrow at one end...very fat at the other...pink...smooth...with a flat base. Jen, I gasped again...

Kiara shuffled nervously along the corridor in her flip flops. You were supposed to parade at the training staff's office in immaculate working uniform but she had decided to go as she was and plead ignorance if necessary. Inside, she was hoping that the Drill Sergeant would remember their moment outside if she was dressed in the same tight clothes he had half seen her in before. As she had readied herself to go to the office she had noticed how wet her shorts were around the crotch. There was an obvious patch that would be visible to anyone passing even...

Robyn gritted her teeth and let the unwashed Mexican behind her push his greasy cock inside her. His hands grabbed onto her hip fat so she couldn’t go anywhere as he forced himself deeper. Her head swayed back and forth as she let him fill her again and again. He was pretty big and she knew it was only a matter of time before she got off again. Closing her eyes in shame, she listened to the men around her. They were saying some pretty vile things about her and what they were going to do to her once it was...

A Girl called Areola and her sister called Beaver by Vanessa Evans As usual, it’s best if you read the earlier parts before this one. Part 06 Sleepover at Jade’s We had no idea what we’d do whilst we were there, or what we’d be expected to wear so we threw a variety of clothes and other things into a small suitcase and put it in the car. Then we spent an hour in the bathroom making ourselves look our best and relieving a bit of excitement in each of us. We put on a skirt and tank top, the skirts...