*** OIL ***

Date: Wed, 20 May 1998 01:12:34 +0200 It is in a middle of the day in a hot summer. I am a Dutch male and I am with a handsome African male on a private beach. We are naked. He is laying on his back, waiting to be oiled by me. I am sitting on...

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Path.

As a child I didn't believe there were second chances Everything was done, to ensure I caused no wrong. High expectations from everyone; parents, teachers, students Risk stood by me, and we wandered down the path of conformance. One thought led...

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Journey to Another World ch106

Journey to Another World 6 Ch. 106 'You want to go after HO-OH; you can't be serious?!' Practically the whole team yelled at me that next morning, excluding that of Rena and Jenavee who I'd told the night prior. I sat there a bit, holding my head...

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What a woman wants

**I** ached for him all day, and I tried to make him notice. A caress of the buttock here, a stroke down the back there... All marking him for mine later, when we had more time. However, the stresses of the day caused him to be rather immune to my...

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So Who is Namyrolis?

But we all know that it doesn't work like that in real life. and i also set my standards so damn i that it miserable and i keep thinking i'm going to find mr. right. all i want from my mate is not really even a nice body.

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Jackob's Life Chapter 3: Starting Maturity

After everything was done and the real life ticker, which showed in which stage of delivery their order was, jackob used the free time to write a whatsapp message to his parents that he would spent the night at nick's place.

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Sundays...

Tired... My eyes burn, My lungs ache... The sun wakes me Through the Windows. Dress myself Wash my face, It's time to endure Another day... Another rush At the restaurant, Put on a smile, And pretend it's Okay... But I can't do this For...

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Change

Change. What defines change, Is it something unique, Or otherwise special? Can a person ever really change, Can one honestly admit that they aren't the same, That somehow something snapped, Or that some switch was flipped? Will I myself...

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late night madness

Here I sit the broken shell of a man, I try to sleep but the waking world shall not set me free, all I am is trapped by my insanity. I close my eyes and darkness there, hopes and fears and pain beyond anything I have to compare it to. Alone, sad...

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Mein Sohn Peter - Kapitel 3: Das Spiel mit dem Sitzfleisch

**Hallo! :3** **Nur kurz nochmal:** Diese Geschichte habe ich im Auftrag eines langjährigen Freundes geschrieben und beinhaltet nur wahre Ereignisse. Lediglich die Namen, der beteiligten Personen wurden geändert. **Warnung** : In dieser Story wird...

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Hedgehog Infinitum

The loud whirring of the nearby heating units began to subside, drowned out by the growing sounds of footsteps and silence. The hedgehog's stubby claws clacked against the wet pavement as the gravel made a soft, low sound that soothed his running...

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Damned to Do

Damned to Do Copyright © 2021 by Jenni Gisselbrecht Hyaenidae Productions® All Rights Reserved. I don't know why I fuckin bother, To try with you to get along, Seems the more all that I try, The more I cry from doing wrong, You still don't see...

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