Archive | 07.12.2009
- Paul's Nightmare
You are sitting at a cafe, holding a cup of coffee between your hands, watching the waitress talk to the other customers. She is so beautiful, so graceful, dainty... Even though you have never met her, you know it is Doris... She perches on the edge of the table, talking to Muse, Jasmine, and another woman you don't recognize. She looks oriental, maybe Hindu? Her beauty dwarfs the others, making them seem almost plain beside her...
She glances at you several times as they talk, almost shyly, fluttering ... more
- Sour
The sour creature – small faced, obscene body, hairless – lay next to me with its erect penis pointing toward my mouth. I took it deep and the grey thing's body got tense, and its skin, this thin layer of skin that smelled damp – it got tense. His dick was small and it was easy to take, but a bit too hard, with no head. Human cock is always topped off with a soft head.
I worked it good and it showed strange appreciation, but only that type that was half there, because what it was appreciating wasn't ... more