And spread you pussy/ass. PS No I'm not a daddy. I'm not a daughter either. PPS I'm not a mod.(Repeating, to make up the characters requirement)Given ...hat one of my stories just sunk into oblivion, you'd think it ain't the best time to play marketing guru. strangely though it made me wonder what gets a story readership. here's what the suggestions are. -1. English. please.0. make a respectable plot. "daddy" helps. try being original. "daddy helps". make it short. came, saw, now for. According to the bodyguard, the rumours that she had been a boy wereabsolutely false."Nobody who saw the grace and beauty of that spunky lass would havespouted such slander," the bodyguard said. "Such a shame, thatassassination. We thought the despot was about to turn the endlessgrassland into a scorched waste. The lads were ready to see how manythousands of Vatins it would take to stop us. But then we left, and thatwas that." He nodded sagely.Towards the steppes, the nightly frost still kept. Ahhhh..ommm and she was about to fall in the sofa, but my time also near so I don’t let her fall, I hold her butts hard with my hand give her some final stroke deep inside and ejaculate in her with large ahhha. After about five minutes rest she went to the toilet.I saw raining was yet heavy and I know no body will came now, may be I can have another round with her. In future may be I’m not able to get this chance again. So let me utilize my chance. She was in the toilet I was in my trousers and. We had travelled home from Melissa’s on Friday afternoon and had made the three hundred mile journey in record time. Something was driving us both onwards to our own home in the countryside. At one point while we were on the motorway, Jenny even leant over and started to feel my cock beneath my jeans. Something that she hadn’t done for a long time. I glanced at her briefly and smiled, then returned my attention to the road ahead, a big grin spread across my face as I drove. We hadn’t even got.