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“It’s about privacy. Not everyone needs to know our business.: Enzo sighed. “You don’t think I understand that? But our story is beautiful, Nina. How we met, how we connected, it’s all part of who we are.: “It may be beautiful to us, but it’s also intimate and personal. Mila was prying, Enzo. I didn’t want to give her anything more to scrutinize.” Enzo shook his head. “She wasn’t prying or scrutinizing. She was just curious, trying to strike up a conversation with you. And you seemed ashamed.” “I don’t feel shame, Enzo,” I said. “But I also don’t need to divulge every intimate detail of our relationship to people we barely know.” “Every intimate detail?” he asked, a wry chuckle escaping his

Hi, I will not say much. This is an erotic story that contains a mom/aunt/son. As you know, I write about Aunt/Mom’s stories. Please support me by reading my other stories, too. Also, you can support me on my P*****n: p*****n.com/laxu00 Story starts

Ava had spent more nights than she’d ever admit with her fingers buried in her pussy, imagining him bending her over his desk and telling her what a good girl she was while he fucked her. But he would never look at her like that. Not the quiet, chubby girl who sat in the back and never spoke unless called on. Ava sighed and pulled her hand out of her leggings. She was too worked up to sleep and too lonely to do anything else. On a whim, she opened the app store and typed in something she’d seen mentioned in a late-night R8dd1t thread. VelvetChat. The description was simple: Anonymous. Discreet. Match based on desire.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

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They enjoyed a quiet, intimate walk under her umbrella, chattering away. He found out she was from another country, and also a few years older than him. Over a steamy dark roast, he told him about her country, her childhood, the hard work she’d put in to get to this country. Their stories were similar. They were two strangers in a strange land connected by a common journey.

His hands venture over her curved body, exploring. They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

It was longer than I had expected, the shaft thick with veins standing out along the length, the head flushed dark and smooth. My pussy gave another involuntary clench at the sight, a fresh gush of wetness soaking my thong even more. “Read the problem,” he ordered, gripping the base of his cock and tapping the swollen head against my lips, spreading that salty precum across them. I swallowed hard and looked back at my notebook, my voice shaky as I started. “So… the integral of x squared plus three x… um… is…” He pushed the head past my lips while I was still speaking, the salty taste of him filling my mouth instantly, thick and warm and so real it made my head spin.