It was the hour of the wolf and Sister Jessica Felicita was troubled. She had been awake in bed for at least an hour reliving a particular event from the previous day and contemplating her life. Regret and anxiety had taken hold and no amount of prayer was getting her back to sleep. Frustrated, she
I wasn’t confident in my youth. I was too afraid of girls to approach them and the thought of asking one out sent shivers through me. Besides, what good would it do to ask one out if all I wanted to do was put my face in her ass? The dating pool for that kind
Whether it was the sunlight shining through the window that woke me, or the sound of the clicking at the keyboard, I don’t know. Either way, I propped myself up on my elbow and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. The girl that I had spent the night with was sitting on her desk chair
“Boy… It’s time to wake up…” Janet whispered into Milo’s ear as he laid sleeping beside her. He slowly opened his eyes and gazed upon his voluptuous mother who stared at him like a predator. Her strong legs curved nicely over her wet pussy where drops of sticky fluids were softly glimmering in the morning
I had not king turned 21 when I was out driving to the surf beach. On the side of the road I spotted a group of people holding a roadside protest of miss deeds of the Government. I decided to stop and look at their signs and banners, to my surprise the woman in charge