5. Hidden dreams
"Äwe!" Jack screamed, his face started tingling again. It was the same kind of feeling he got in his dream. He could not come by what was happening; bone breaking pains shook through his body. He felt his bones reforming under his skin. Every single...
6. When the empire strikes
_The landscape was dominated with small wooden houses and larger stone houses. The paths between the housed has been partially paved. Jack could remember it all too well, the scent of fresh baked bread mixed with the reek of Animal faeces and urine....
Shepherd's Pie
Exchanging eye contact, my furrowed expression gave way to my hidden pleasure, i looked downwards and blushed. allowing a small deviant smirk i met his gaze once more, "i believe you owe me a bath, a long one..."
Free Bird
A sack lays on top of his beak as he licks and bites at the taint, a hidden pleasure spot, earning squeaks and mutters from the boy, kissing and moving down to his buttocks.
The Night Two Lovers Met
Guile was called to nature's yearning, but was focused on his guest, feeling an almost hidden pleasure every time the boy twitched or convulsed. he was so beautiful and right about how he needed to touch him to prove he was real.
Hot Night
Then he ran his finger down charlotte's vagina and found her hidden pleasure button.
Seven Days Chapter 7
"the gods above and below know very well that were this merely casual, i would likely have tried to sate myself on every hidden pleasure our bodies could discover together the first night we spent together." he sighed, and faced me.
The Fall of Duhey, Finale
Yelleena started to speak, as she took another sip from her wine, "we come from similar lands, where the laws forbid such an act as this...but i much **prefer** the darker side of life, and the hidden pleasures we deny ourselves...so tell me.
Take Me Out to the Ball Game
He pulled out, leaving in the tip, then pushed back in, pressing the hidden pleasure zone, then out again. he moaned in alan's ear, hot breath coming and going in tune to his slow thrusts.
Darryl's Day
The memories from that morning and a generally acceptable amount of pure, hidden pleasure - that responded to no reason that he was aware of - would fill his mind and carry with them more memories about past days that he no longer had access to.
A cup of sugar
She could feel the ridges rubbing her inner walls, stroking her hidden pleasure points heightening her already peaked pleasure. he began working his hips fast as she arched and moaned shifting her hips with his and whimpering in need.
Rivalry to Rape
He always thought that they had so much hidden pleasure in them, and janja was about to show what it was all about. ``look at this little fuckmeat take my fat cock!'' janja thrusted the body down so that it would meet with his thick pubes.