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Being A Good Dad - Part II

Dad continues to follow his wife's orders to the letter.

Brie was quietly feeding her baby in the bedroom and as she was breastfeeding, her thoughts of the afternoon's events came flooding back to her. The feeling of her breasts being emptied made her body feel good. The thought that she cared for the life she...

Horns Up - 5

You remember reading about the 'Milk of Human Kindness' once. But the 'Milk of Demon Kindess' is more to your taste.

Casey really knows how to make herself at home. The Imp seems to leave a trail of destruction in her wake wherever she goes, and it often falls to either you or one of the other lodgers to clean up after her. She drinks straight from the cartons in the fr...

Make Me Your Little Cow

Your kinky girlfriend is waiting for you to get home.

You’re thinking about me at work. Your cock twitches every time you get a text from me. It’s a reminder of what’s waiting for you at home. Throughout the day, you sit through meetings and sessions with an inability to keep your filthy thoughts about me at...

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Massage Chronicles - Milked And Pleasured By Bailey Part One

Bailey was the first masseuse that milked me, after that I was hooked. It was unforgettable!

I first spotted the ads for Kate’s place a few weeks earlier. A quick survey of local reviews for her yielded quite mixed but generally negative results. There was something in one of the reviews that led me to believe that the reviewer was wrong. I could...

Cheating Massage

Damn those hands and mouth feel familiar.

“Face down place your cock and face in the openings. Your masseuse will be right in.” Silence, suddenly broken by the click of high heels approaching. The feel of fingernails running up my inner thigh and scratching my scrotum sends tremors through my bod...

The Rural Therapy Centre

She works her magic.

“Good morning, The Rural Therapy Centre, Trisha speaking, how can I help you?” The lady taking the call was a mature, well-built person, the sort normally described as a BBW, or big beautiful woman. She was dressed in a knee-length black skirt and a crisp...