beastiality stories
Back to 1st Part This is the story how I had sex with my dog Tucker. My name is Monica and if you read chapter one, you will have a better understanding of my story. Chapter one will fill in some of the blanks of this continuation. **** After leaving Sherry’s house, I drove to […]
How do I begin to tell my story? I guess from the beginning, because that makes most sense to me. The history about my mother was told to me by my grandmother the day I turned eighteen. My mother was a free spirit during college. She worked hard, getting good grades. The good grades came […]
“Luellen, come here.” It was Nikki calling me from the studio. I wondered what she wanted and I was soon to find out. As I walked to the studio bedroom, I felt warm cum leaking from my pussy. I felt some drips hit my ankles, the rest was running down the inside of my thighs. […]
Janet and I were raking in the big bucks. Lilly wrote that she was anxious to make another movie and to keep the cash flowing. I liked the money, but I was more enthused about how we made it. After watching Janet and Jake, I needed my turn with Jake, I wanted that monster cock […]
Monday night after Janet and I finished our dinner, we went into the living room. I sat down on the couch, Janet took the loveseat. Samson jumped onto the cushions and laid his big head on my lap. His big sad eyes looked up at me, pleading with me to pet him. I couldn’t help […]
Janet and I got up early. We had a busy day ahead of us. First we had to travel two hundred miles to meet a man in a Walmart parking lot. After that we would travel another fifty miles to meet another man at a truck stop just off the interstate. Our first meeting was […]
My name is Luellen Johnston. I’m a twenty eight year old woman who has been divorced for ten months. My ex and I physically and verbally abused each other, so we decided to end our marriage. We didn’t have children so it ended somewhat amicably. He stayed in our apartment because he could afford it […]
(c) by LuckyNuts My husband and I had spent the past hour at church. It was a beautiful Sunday morning as we drove up the driveway to our beautiful home. Robert was parking the car in our attached garage when he noticed that the back door to the garage was open. “Marcella, did you leave […]