Bea’s beast stories 4.

I slept through breakfast the next morning. Jack had already left for the office when Helen appeared in the bedroom quite excited. “Someone’s found Clyde,” she announced. I opened one eye and looked at my sister. She was holding a slip of paper in one hand and begging for my attention. “Where?” I managed to

This is a true account of some of my later experiences with my dog

I’ve been into the lifestyle for twelve years now. I was recently diagnosed with both HPV and cervical cancer. Although the cancer is under control now and I’m doing fine, I had to find a new outlet for my frustrations. This story is true, and one of my last experiences. I don’t know what bestiality