She was still not sure what he was going to do with it. He was not holding the hooked end at all. The other end was curiously pointed like a . . . a spit! And suddenly she realised how wet she was between her legs. "Oh no!" Dont! Im not bait! Im a girl! You cant do this to me!" Ignoring her protests he held her still and pushed gently. The pointed end slid easily between the wet lips of her vulva and into her cunt.

Allison Mead lay, helpless and barely conscious, naked, still strapped to the couch in the interrogation centre. The pain and the shock of her interrogation was only now beginning t subside, hours later. Slowly she became aware that Ambassador Taylor was there, she could hear his voice; talking to her interrogator. Perhaps, she thought there was some chance he would arrange her release. He had, after all, appeared to be attracted to her when they had first met.

Fiona panted heavily as she finished the dance, her breasts heaving. Her master smiled happily at her, from where he watched between his two body guards, well pleased that his sons present was performing so well. The beautiful white young woman would be more than ready in two days time. She lay in the final position of the dance, waiting for a signal that she could move, but right now her master was enjoying looking over her beautiful pale body.

Melissa, Jenny, and Cheryl made their way up Melissas driveway towards the house. They had just finished cheerleader practice and were anxious to take a break in Melissas parents pool. Oh look, is that your new neighbor? Jenny asked Melissa as she gazed over the hedges at a handsome young black boy mowing the yard next door. Yeah, thats Andre, Melissa replied with a grin.

In the cabin passenger cabin of the South East England cylinder, Deeta Janes was dozing in her seat as the cabins speaker system burst into life. "Rendezvous is complete," a voice said, "Thank you for your patience. We will shortly be commencing the burn to take us out of the ecliptic. The transfer will take approximately months. Please take your seats and prepare for hibernation. Your hibernation mask will fall from the panel above your head. Please fasten the mask over your nose and mouth and breathe deeply on my mark.

Sitting in the restaurant waiting for her friend to show up Lee wondered why it seemed her life lately had become a crazy mix of work, work, and work. Looking at her watch one more time she starts thinking about her life; it had been months, to long, since she had been on a date let alone had sex. Not that she wasnt an attractive person, just a bit over the generally accepted weight of beauty. If she were to lose thirty pounds her body would be considered very sexy, with large breasts and curvy hips, but she just had been so

Chapter II In the centre of a large, machine felled chamber on a raised metal platform, the seal on a heavy metal chamber cracked with a slight hiss and whirred as the front section lifted upwards. Vandal Savage stood a few feet in front of the rising panel and inspected the devices sole occupant. Princess Diana was secured into the machine by thick metal bands, some holding her arms back against the sides on the internal mechanisms, shoulders square and elbows bent about degrees. Others did the same with her long legs, bent somewhat at the knees and spreading her still booted feet shoulder width apart and.

Give it to me you bloody big cock bastard", Gladys shouted out loud as the guy between her legs tried his utmost to get more and more of his enormous black cock up her pussy. She was on her back on a table and he was standing up holding her by the ankles and spreading her legs as wide as possible so he could go in as deep as possible. He fucked her her with strong slow strokes and eventually had his entire cock which must have been at least ", inside of her.

My pussys pretty sore right now, I dont think I could take it." "I bet it is, Miss Stone," he replied. "But, I have another idea." Pam frowned a bit and said, "What is it?" "Well," continued Mr. Jones. "I tol you what I was going to do ifn you couldnt do me right." Pam looked puzzled. Mr. Jones picked up the bottle of malt liquor on the table next to the bed. There was only a little bit left in the bottle, and it was already warm. Mr. Jones emptied the bottle in second. He swished the liquid around his mouth a bit, then swallowed it. "What are you going to do?" asked Pam, now genuinely concerned for her safety. "Ill show you." he answered. With that Mr.

I would like to share with you the most erotic, orgasmic night of my life. This is how the story unfolds enjoy! I had gone to a night club with some friends, while my husband stayed at home and baby-sat. Wed been married about ten years, still enjoyed great sex even after two kids - and trusted each other totally. Recently, however, I had become restless, wondering if there was more to life. I was about to find out there was.