Redness showed around the lacy edges of her nylon knickers. “Yes, sir,” she said, gasping a bit. She lifted a leg after each blow, by this time in...quite a bit of pain. “Of course they do, you silly goose,” put in Alice. “They trade stories about you, I’m sure. Don’t you agree, Mr. Cooper?” “Certainly, Miss Dodds. I’m sure Stephanie and her wanton ways are the subject of much discussion — vying for ways to be next into her knickers.” With that, I stuck Stephanie hard and fast several times,. ..VISIT you a bit." He grins, and with disgust Amelia cannot even understand why she ever went out with this creep. She steps forward to speak, but Sam stops her. "I don't think you understand, asshole. She said to get out of her apartment. Now, the way I see it, you won't have a chance in hell to try and spread any bullshit against her. One, would they honestly believe you? You broke up with her, why try and ruin her? Two. I promise you, no matter where you go? I'll find you, sleaze bag, and. He quickly stripped and joined her on the bed. He kissed her, slowly and passionately, before shifting himself down the bed to a position between her legs. He kissed her shaven sex and licked slowly up her slit. Aylar shuddered as a wave of pleasure shot through her body. He sucked, nibbled and licked her clit, not once moving his mouth from her pussy. As he assaulted her clit with his tongue, she writhed and yelped in pleasure before wrapping her legs around his head and letting a powerful. I don't usually write Christmas stories. That is why I wrote it after Christmas.Santa's Gift to the WorldBy shalimarSanta Claus was sitting in his easy chair reading another letter. It was typical of the ones from the New York area this year and it depressed him. Even Mrs. Claus's gingerbread cookies couldn't get a "Ho" out of him. Forget about the other two "Ho's." Dear Santa, Daddy was a fireman who died at the WTC. Mommy and me miss him so much. Can you bring him back? Thank you, Kisha.