Ron took the initiative and pushed up the bound girl’s shirt. As she wore no bra, her breasts bounced freely on the green felt of the pool table. With a hint of disgust, Megan hoped she at least had some consideration in the way of undergarments and yanked down her shorts.
Deanna wore a skimpy black thong that did virtually nothing to cover her unshaven pubic area. There were a few marks and bruises about her body. Megan wondered if they were courtesy of the disreputable-looking males she kept company with, her messed up family or her own hand. At that point, she really did not care. Deanna stopped being a sympathy case a long time ago…if she ever was one.
Meg’s Transformation Scene 88
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Maggie 2
Well, it turns out I made a few mistakes when I wrote the first version of this story and...
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Melvyn at Pretty Kilting Scene 13
“Oh I like them,” she says. “Is there a matching brassiere for him?” “Sinead: bring a couple of brassieres...
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Falling For Nurse Julie Scene 95
He climbed into the hot shower with some apprehension. While he welcomed the relaxing warmth, he did not feel...
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Trading Spaces Scene 28
Yet another difference and, Kaya realized, yet again it was due to the diapers. Since parents were often...
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Four the Archive Scene 36
Several hours later the morning sun was streaming though the front window, casting its warm touch on the sleeping...
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Birthday Baby Scene 8
In either case, not the point. The girl sighed, questioning, “You know most of my friends said they’d just...
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The Worst Summer in My Life Scene 7
That is when it hit me, the things that Mom had were baby things…only bigger. I got scared, but...
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Of Mice & Little Men Scene 9
Unlike most research being done on how to prevent the diseases, Eric was actually focused on how to cause...