/ Stories / Femdom
Here's how to call in one word what a person really, really likes? That from which he feels pleasure. High? Yes, perhaps you can call it a high.
For example, I really like when they stroke me. In childhood I was stroked by mom. When married, I always asked my wife to stroke me. True, my wife and I liked the most erotic strokes, in the crotch area, for example. I could spend hours stumbling, get high from such touches.
So, my wife caught the highest buzz when oral sex. And for me...
Read more →
For example, I really like when they stroke me. In childhood I was stroked by mom. When married, I always asked my wife to stroke me. True, my wife and I liked the most erotic strokes, in the crotch area, for example. I could spend hours stumbling, get high from such touches.
So, my wife caught the highest buzz when oral sex. And for me...
Read more →
Accidentally stumbled upon his story eight years ago. Read it. Looked reviews. I wanted to share some more details.
I will not repeat the main story, who wants to read the first story, “Once Taste ...” I will begin immediately from the place I finished eight years ago.
After the incident in the toilet, my wife decided not to stop at the result achieved and continued to experiment, inventing new and new ways to show her dominance in bed.
Again there was a game in ...
Read more →
I will not repeat the main story, who wants to read the first story, “Once Taste ...” I will begin immediately from the place I finished eight years ago.
After the incident in the toilet, my wife decided not to stop at the result achieved and continued to experiment, inventing new and new ways to show her dominance in bed.
Again there was a game in ...
Read more →
- What will it look like? I asked carefully. Oksana began to purr in response: - Nothing so special! Just, for example, I will often be on top ... and you will more often lick me ...
It didn’t become clearer to me. - I like and so do not mind that you were on top. Do you miss Cooney? You can always just ask ...
Oksana snarled. - I do not want to ask anything! I want to order! And when I'm on top, you distract me all the time, grabbing ...
Read more →
It didn’t become clearer to me. - I like and so do not mind that you were on top. Do you miss Cooney? You can always just ask ...
Oksana snarled. - I do not want to ask anything! I want to order! And when I'm on top, you distract me all the time, grabbing ...
Read more →
I am twenty two years old. My name is Lucie. I will say right away, this is not a female name. This is abbreviated from "Lucifer". And my parents are very far from religion. It's just that my mother really likes this name.
Now, about my mom. I love her very much, and I am a very exemplary son. Or rather, my dad and I adore her. But, mom has girlfriends. And this will be devoted to my story. My mother is around forty, but you will never give her more than thirty. Likely, good genes and a lot of sport. Her friends are appropriate. Everyone looks ...
Read more →
Now, about my mom. I love her very much, and I am a very exemplary son. Or rather, my dad and I adore her. But, mom has girlfriends. And this will be devoted to my story. My mother is around forty, but you will never give her more than thirty. Likely, good genes and a lot of sport. Her friends are appropriate. Everyone looks ...
Read more →
- Not! You are welcome! Just not the rod!
After each of my words, I passionately kissed her foot. Nude Oksana tenderly looked at me and laughed with slight surprise, putting her foot under my kisses. - You are welcome! I beg you! Anything but a rod!
I really was afraid of the rod. Sometimes, when I was brutally excited and well attached, she could be tolerated and even found something interesting in the whipping process. Another gag helped a lot - it was possible to bite it ...
Read more →
After each of my words, I passionately kissed her foot. Nude Oksana tenderly looked at me and laughed with slight surprise, putting her foot under my kisses. - You are welcome! I beg you! Anything but a rod!
I really was afraid of the rod. Sometimes, when I was brutally excited and well attached, she could be tolerated and even found something interesting in the whipping process. Another gag helped a lot - it was possible to bite it ...
Read more →
The professor visited a doctor who lamented the patient's neglected health. Prescribed medication and testing.A doctor under two meters with the words "Take off your clothes and kneel" turned to the professor, and he looked like a mouse in front of a constrictor looking at the fingers of the doctor putting on a glove. But there was nothing to do. The patient went on all fours and the doctor repeated the procedure that the student Svetlana had been doing before. After such tests of the “juice” of the prostate, Grigory Nikiforovich did not feel his ...
Read more →
Read more →
Coming out of the closet and my hands, he heard the rumbling of the outgoing cleaning lady: “Pidaras are small, all the bins are spattered ...”. - Hello, Grigory Nikiforovich. - The attendant of the cleaning agency turned to the professor.
Until dinner, his thoughts did not return to Svetlana. Not all students received credit, the pain in the perineum turned into aching, so the professor was in a pretentious mood. He was particularly annoyed that his sexual attempts to Svetlana could not ...
Read more →
Until dinner, his thoughts did not return to Svetlana. Not all students received credit, the pain in the perineum turned into aching, so the professor was in a pretentious mood. He was particularly annoyed that his sexual attempts to Svetlana could not ...
Read more →
Gregory Nikiforovich walked the usual route. At fifty-five, I had to use every opportunity to walk in order to give the body at least some load. Moreover, the time of tests and sessions did not give the opportunity to play sports. The owner of a decent puz and flabby face is not really wanted. For what?
Glasses with thick glasses complemented his image of a professor hated by students. Chronic prostatitis pressed on the bladder, causing a burning desire to ease, and he quickened his pace. In it...
Read more →
Glasses with thick glasses complemented his image of a professor hated by students. Chronic prostatitis pressed on the bladder, causing a burning desire to ease, and he quickened his pace. In it...
Read more →
My mother makes it so that every day I get great pleasure from life. This pleasure makes me glad that I live in this world. This allows me to live today and not be sad for a good past, because it is good now and also will be tomorrow and in the future.
It makes me do what others suffer and grieve for not being able to. She plays the role of mistress and when she wants, I give her a massage, thereby touching her beautiful legs, licking them and masturbating ...
Read more →
It makes me do what others suffer and grieve for not being able to. She plays the role of mistress and when she wants, I give her a massage, thereby touching her beautiful legs, licking them and masturbating ...
Read more →