The figure trembled as it stroked the last pair of mind-controlled panties it had made. The fun of this game was exquisite. It savored shaping young girls’ minds into its sluts. Turning good girls into whores, bad girls into virgins, and a whole host of other naughty designs. But too much of a good thing
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It was a normal day in Ms. Gomez’s class. Ms. Gomez was being a bitch as usually. The only reason so many liked being in her class was because Ms. Alyssa Gomez was beautiful Latina and dressed to display it. Ms. Gomez was twenty two year old teacher fresh out of school. She had a
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I m a 48 year old white male and I never thought I would end up having sex with my own mom but it really happened. Mom and I have always been overly affectionate with each other. There were plenty of kisses and hugs for no specific reason. Most times it was just innocent kisses
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A fresh musk filled my nose. Something squirmed atop me. A hot mouth engulfed my dick, sucking hard on me. My cock pulsed in the hungry mouth. My eyes fluttered open. I groaned, this heat rippling through my body, my cunt clenching. I had a cock? My groggy mind struggled to work through that question.
“I think I see what your problem is,” I said, popping up over the bathroom counter with my adjustable wrench in one hand and a wet wad in the other. “You can’t flush a paper towel, Angela, it’s too heavy. These modern low-flow toilets can’t handle anything that doesn’t dissolve in water.” My sister nodded