After my last encounters with Doctor Hans and a taxi driver, I gave up looking for a regular lover. I was simply very ashamed after my last encounter. My sex life in the marriage sucked as usual, James still made no effort to satisfy me even after I communicated about my needs. At one moment
My First Hooker by chance52
This is about my first experience with a prostitute that happened when i used to live in a South American country. I’ve decided I’d like to chronicle some of the sexual experiences throughout my life. I figured this would be a good one to start. I’ve been reading stories on here for so long, I
we needed the money so Sue went out and got paid for sex ( pt 1 ) by biguy181
Sue’s night out, as she told me This is an account of our hard times years ago, we swung, but only normally for fun, Dave was wroking hard, We had kids so I was stuck at home most days, this is one way I could help out,, I tell Dave about all my fun
Paying For It by Keith_Harris_Telford
Dedicated to my boyfriend, Kevin Healey, a talented champion of autism, we could’ve got married if it wasn’t for the Chinese virus. these commie cunts owe us an apology. Hope you like my story, contact me [dot] keith.harris [at] telford [dot] gov [dot] uk Kevin was tied semi-upright, stretched out, his legs about three feet
My Live-in Maid – Indian widow's new life abroad.-02 by aamir Hyderabad
My Live-in Maid – Indian widow’s new life abroad.- 2In Part 1 you read 13 hours later, the plane landed in London , and people lined up to go through customs. Her hands trembled as she hands the customs agent her passport with the British working visa, he looked at her and then allowed her
The Angel of Warward Prostitutes: Chapter 2- Blue Orchid by globalwetwork
This is the continuation of my last story. It’s kind of brutal but I hop you like it. ~G.W. Magnus lay entwined with Darius for quite some time. He found himself lightly tracing the myriad of scars that covered the boy’s skin. “What’re all these from?” He asked softly. “I’m a klutz.” Darius answered simply.
Slave Brothel Dispatch – Preparations
BZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZTambara’s hand shot out from under a pillow to silence the alarm. It fumbled on the bedside table for a moment until it found its target. Her head remained buried under her pillow with the smallest amount of her blue sleep scarf sticking out.Vanessa was standing at the vanity putting on makeup.