There Goes the Neighbourhood
The same flesh he had fantasised about for a year, reliving watching the milf masturbate for him through her bedroom window time and time again.
One in a Million
I keep thinking about it, keep fantasising about myself in action, plowing some stud into the ground or servicing a nice, hung man... it's even better when my fantasies become reality... day after day...
Borrowing the Zune
He worked his shaft in the way only its owner could, not focusing on his lack of a partner, indeed not fantasising nor hoping for one at all. his only focus was himself. his body.
Early Riser
She closed her eyes, wiggled her rump to get extra comfy where she lay, and began to fantasise. for a minute or so, gently rubbing her fingers between the slightly puffy lips of her nether regions, she let her mind wander over all sorts of situations.
Salem's Obsession
Couldn't stop fantasising about the time he'd spent with them in the past and yet more times he wanted to spend with them in the future. it was genuinely starting to impact on his life. he couldn't focus at work.
Bigwig Relaxes
Hazel asked, shocked that the buck he had always fantasised about was coming on to him. "of course i am!" bigwig sat up and pulled off his shorts, "now... where were you?"
New Meat Ep.1
I had fantasised about guys before, but i liked girls all the same. i guess i still hadn't decided on my sexuality. i reached down and massaged my member, which was straining against my pants, begging for attention.
51 Shades of Hay - Chapter Two -
Indeed, she had often fantasised what it would be like, to have her master take her to his bed - to pleasure him in ways she could only imagine, to feel his warm body against her own and...
Truth Or Dare - Chapter Two
"haven't you ever fantasised about lesbians?" parker thought for a moment "ok; you have a point there. but really, zina, you never told me about this." "you never asked! besides, i didn't think you'd be into it."
Lucky's Pleasure
He wasn't some socially inept loser who fantasised about groping little boys' junk. and he wasn't some gross old pervert who had demented beliefs about children deserving to be molested. the horse knew exactly what he was.
Racehorse's Secret - Part 2
While davie innocently wiggled his little butt back and forth, his big brother would fantasise about splitting it open with his cock, making his bro scream and cry with pain and fear while he savagely pounded his little hole and wrenched backwards on his brother's
1. The White Hart
The fox guides me back downstairs, but all the while i'm fantasising, reminiscing, craving. kingsby be damned. that guy's knot was about the size of a tennis ball. "who's going to cover your shift?" i ask, hoping he'd let me be.