Just Call Her Queen of Porn Pt. 02

Sharing this VERY strange experience that began as me attempting to create an audio about my bizarre genetics, medical issues and spiritual/energy needs but as I was doing this, my session was hijacked by a certain Celestial energy... a deity of communication who felt some thanks for all the success I have had communicating with people needed some attention. 😳😅 rnI will leave you go draw your own conclusions but following this I looked up “sex with deities” and found I might need a teacher in Tantric Yoga, a practice I haven’t studied but apparently I have been teaching in a roundabout way.... how fascinating! * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (33.5 min/mp3) * * * * *" https://www.flightsim.com/vbfs/member.php?1070348-fahocici https://ideas.digitalocean.com/ideas/DNSX-I-21 https://www.guvi.in/qa/429/in-java-write-a-simple-hello-world-program https://developer.tobii.com/community-forums/members/wafeqapu/ https://help.getbento.com/hc/en-us/artic

EXTENDING THE MILF LIST: CHAPTER 23 Finding the Path Beyond the MILF List "You can't fuck for a living if you are a man." I spoke the words with the eager conviction of the newly converted, the acolyte newly minted, brim full of the certainty that insufficient information tends to create. My excuse is that I was a youth, pure and simple and I had just had the most incredible days of delight, fucking a host...or would it be a hostess...the Holy Host? The Holly Host? The Holly Hostess? Whatever, I fucked the semantics out of a lot of females. I fucked them all, a coterie of females so that my perspective on life was canted in favor of pussy and then de-canted to fill me with doubt about the wisdom of allowing pussy to so thoroughly dominate my life. Now, in this surrealistic moment, I was being confronted with a contrary view from the sixth degree of separation. But it was far from that simple because it was the sixth degree of separation from three or four points in my

Rachel nervously entered the doctor's office and proceeded to strip down to her underwear and put on the gown that had been left for her. Rachel waited around nervously looking at the dull wallpaper in the office. She was nervous about seeing a new doctor but was pleasantly surprised when her new doctor walked into the office. He was very handsome and looked quite muscular underneath his green scrubs. The doctor looked over at his very attractive young patient staring up at him with her big blue eyes. "Hello my name is Dr. Stephens," he introduced himself to his beautiful young patient. Rachel still finding herself very attracted to the doctor and his deep blue eyes and wavy dark hair almost forgot to respond, but she broke her stunned silence and responded, "I'm Rachel." Dr. Stephens then opened a folder which Rachel was sure held her previous medical history. "Well seems that you are a new patient here today, so why don't we go through the pr

Welcome back, my lovely reader~ If this is your first visit to Silverpaw, I strongly recommend starting from episode one to get the best experience. If you are new to Blood & Carrots as a series, you need to start with the first serial if you want to fully enjoy it, no 'silverpaw' in the title. Take your time, I'll wait for you to catch up. :3 ♥ And with that out of the way... I apologize for that cliffhanger, my lovely reader. I know you're probably chomping at the bit to get back to it, but let's take a step back to see how we got to that point shall we? Suffice to say there's some major conflict on the horizon in this episode. We'll have to see how our vixen handles things. Also, there's a bit more to say about Katrina in this episode and it's not all combat-related if you know what I mean. Alright, let's jump right back into it then! —♥— Episode: 20 Foxes in the Faemarch I thrust my hand out as I landed on the deck of my ship after lea

It was a glorious June day, my Aunt Maggie was getting married. There were lots of relatives and in-laws, some I knew, some I did not. Maggie was 40, this was her second marriage, and her daughter, my cousin Livy was her bridesmaid. I admired Livy's sexy 18-year-old body. She was a petite 5'1'', looked to be about 110 pounds, a nice B cup chest, Mmmm, she looked very hot. I was 10 years older than Livy, and I was wondering if she'd be up for some real kissing cousin action? Livy was there early, she came over when she saw me, my 25-year-old cousin Mike was with her. Livy said, ''Hey Jon, nice to see you I'm glad you could make it. Jon, I want to ask you something? Ever had a threeway?" I gaped at her, and she looked back with a clear steady gaze. I had in fact, my last girlfriend had favored me with several nights of her and her girlfriend. God, the feel of 2 women getting a guy into a hot sexual clinch, I'll remember that all my life. I repl

Note- This is pure fiction and is not based on any true facts or events. xxx I think it was when I finished the final film of the Potter series that I felt like I had made that transition into being an adult woman. And when I interviewed famous feminist author, Gloria Steinem, my eyes were opened to the subject of female sexuality and the furtherment of a woman's pleasure in the bedroom. With this in mind I have given myself the task of writing a personal journal on the subject from my own personal view. From A to Z. x I is for Incest. Ouch! Did she just use THAT word? Her, of all people too. Disgusting! Don't get me wrong, please. I'm not condoning mothers and fathers sleeping with their offspring, nor am I approving sisters taking their brothers to bed. I believe that to be morally wrong. But, we hear often of cousins wedding cousins, don't we? Why, the British Royal Family have been doing that for hundreds of years. And what of step-mothers and step-fathers, and s

Alison Fraser was a working mother of twin teenage sons of 19 years of age. Divorced for over 5 years and doing well with her life and much happier being single and providing for her sons, now both Tommy and James had grown into young men. She even had time and money to enjoy the best years of her life. Alison was in her late thirties, tall and with a nice easy curvy figure, she had curly sandy blonde hair and even without her lipstick and makeup, she was still a good-looking lady. She had invested most of her divorce money into starting a small home e-business. Selling fashion, ladies' clothes, and lingerie. She had started from the kitchen table with a laptop and not much else apart from willing to work her twins had been an integral part of the e-business right from day one. They understood computer technology and had been invaluable at creating a website, arranging the invoicing, and when needed even packing and posting parcels and packets out to customers. The twins were two