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Fantasy #21: Wearing a Smile
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Fantasy #21
Wearing a Smile
He came towards me wearing only a smile. I asked him if he was
ready to submit and he said that he was. I removed the ropes and
clamps from the drawer. In a minute his balls were well secured.
I lead him down to the cellar. When you have their balls, the head
and heart soon follow! Soon he was lying on the floor with his legs
up. Seizing one of the rods, and with the utmost verve and vigor,
I gave him ten quick strokes across his broad backside. How
helpless he looked as he tried to avoid the contact of the rod with
his most delicate parts! I asked him if he was ready to give me the
ultimate pleasure.
Then I gently but firmly rolled him over on his knees, and moved
to the other side of the room. It took him nearly a minute to wiggle
across the floor to my feet. And slowly and steadily his mouth moved
along my leg, closer to paradise! When his lips met mine, I thought
I would die. His tongue was very well trained, and when all was done,
my pussy and his mouth knew each other very well. by now his nuts
were glowing red. After being released, John kissed my feet and
left the room smiling.
After all ....tomorrow, it's his turn!!!!!
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