Please, let me knowwhat ya'll think about these first 2 stories. I have a few more ideas,but if you have any suggestions for stories, please send the... along [email protected] and I'll see what I can do with them._________________________________________________________________________With the approach of spring, it could only mean one thing. The renfestwas coming up. For years now I had taken a couple of weeks off of workand stepped back in time to work the renaissance festival. The last. This triggered my sex cannon and I gave her an internal twenty-one gun salute, shooting my spirit deep into her tightness with a force that was immeasurable. She was riding me with the mastery of a professional bull rider on top a psychotic bull at a rodeo, forcing every drop from me. Her fingernails were digging into my shoulders as she held herself up, pressing her pussy tight against my crotch and driving my spike deep inside her. I was getting inundated with her unshackled release while. “Maybe you should make it fit.”Emily drew in a breath. There was something in both what her husband said and how he said it that, at that very moment, changed something in her. ‘Maybe you should make it fit.’ Though the comment might have discouraged her, in truth it made her shiver with lust, and she felt her whole body become warm. There was something about the implied danger, her very real fear, and the thought of being completely overwhelmed by something so big and intimidating, that. Ms. Blevin wrote on the chalk board and sat at her desk. She reached over and picked up a folded piece of paper and opened it. It read “Ms. Blevin, you are so beautiful and sexy”, nothing else. She scanned the room for signs of a joke, or nervousness, but no one seemed different. She wanted to question the class, but for some reason, she merely opened her desk drawer and put it away.The next day, as she went to her desk, between classes, and there was another folded note. This time, when she.