Surviving Solitude Part 13
As my arm lowered, the bull comforted me by holding my hand, holding the stone. i let the stone drop beside our knees, then brung him up to me. soon, the three women came close, all kneeling down beside my face with pity in their eyes.
Sylvia's New Toys
The hand holding the beads massaged her hole about the the strand. she moaned as she pressed the next of the beads, as slowly as she could manage, into herself. she let both hands fall to the bed.
Losing Can Be Fun Too
A strangely soothing coolness begins to quell the burning as the hands holding your arms down are replaced. then another pointed prick enters you and the torment starts anew and you black out to the sounds of the girl screaming in agony.
The Door
The hands holding the candle were solely bone, nothing more. the body itself was rotted, flesh peeling from the bone. his whole ribcage was exposed, revealing each organ, and a still beating heart.
A Walk On The Beach
You lie down next to me and your hand holds the side of my face as you kiss me, warming me from the inside. your fingers run up into my hair, brushing it away from my face and neck.
The First Date
"so um want to come over to my house to maybe watch a movie or something" folsky asked with a smile on his face, "yeah sounds good to me" i smiled back at him as we started walking i grabbed his hand holding it the entire walk home.
Squeaks's Story 2
My infatuation with luna became full-blown love, hand-holding, and everything. we were inseparable, her and me, and so were the other members of our party, but for more platonic reasons.
Draykan and Xasandra
Her body rocks against the twin draykans, her hands holding onto his hips to keep herself from jostling around. suddenly, she feels hands upon her breasts, kneading them, squeezing the life-giving milk free.
F.U.R. Part 1
"yes...sir" he rips the shinning necklaces out of her hand, holding them up to the light, one name catches his eye, lan alexander, "damn it" the five survivors hear a sound, a sound of a spinning rotor.
Results
She sat like a statue, her hand holding the test immobilized by the rust of fear. why was she afraid? it would be negative. she took a breath with closed eyes, the paralysis fading. she turned her wrist and looked down. a plus sign greeted her.
Desired Tales: Dingo
Neil walks to the restroom while one of his hands hold on to terry's belt. terry follows neil to the restroom. the door closes behind them after they enter the restroom. nobody else is in the restroom. it's just neil and terry.
Working at a Zoo - Part Two: First serving
I still had my hands holding her hips, i gradually thrusted in her harder and harder. feeling her tight pussy on my dick was incredible, and i could also feel my dick head going against her cervix.