Guys were going in and out of girl’s rooms and you could hear the shuttle sounds of love making coming from one too many rooms. At 2300 the whole pl...ce was quiet except for some soft moaning coming from a few of the rooms. I thought this was strange, since guys were not allowed in the dorms after 2300. The next day I went out and bought a car and headed to the beach. I met some guy at a bar and I hadn’t been laid in three months. Three months is a long time to go without a good fucking so I. When we got to the car, Bree whispered in my daughter's ear and got in the front seat, in between us. I felt Bree's warm body against mine as I drove. Fortunately, her hands stayed in her lap."You can just go home. I'll walk to my house," Bree said."No, not this late at night. Dad, why don't you walk Bree home?"It was a good idea. The fresh air was crisp but not too cold. I figured Bree's buzz from my drink had worn off by now, especially with the late meal she had."See you tomorrow, daddy,". That's partof the reason I also call them amazons.The shemales in my stories have genitalia that start at JohnHolmes' size, and then get much, much bigger. (This is a work of fantasy afterall.) So if extreme size is not to your liking, I suggest you go elsewhereand pick another story.This story is copyrighted and may not be posted anywhere without myexpress written permission.I welcome comments and feedback from anyone who takes the time to read this.You can contact me via e-mail at:. "Whoa, Hurricane, whoa." The deep timbre of the male voice raised something within the woman Virago. Surely if he was trying to sneak up on the carriage for some awful purpose he would not feel the need to speak to his horse?Virago knelt on the floor. Her sword and scabbard remained stuck beneath the seat. The door flew open and crashed against the carriage. A large, dark figure loomed over her, blocking any light from the passage. His legs were long and sturdy, hips narrow and filled out to a.