A Story in the BBW Appreciation Universe
An office worker spots a voluptuously chubby new temp, shows his interest in BBWs, and discovers that she has some wild ideas about how to behave in the office.
nd took off my shirt she stood up and took off her top and bra... for a few seconds we stood gazing at each other semi-naked for the first time, our bodies humming with uncertainty. She gazed at my cock, “You know what darling... you can help me get over that mean bastard!... You can be my lover!” Her words ran like honey thru my loins and I heard myself reply, “I’ll try my very best for you Mom.” Her hand went to where my cock was straining at its leash! My God! If you’ve got any live a
A special fantasy written for a very special female friend. It involves a woman taking on several men while wearing a hood with just a hole where her mouth would be.
Sex Contents: Much Sex | Genre: Fan Fiction Tags: Mult, Consensual, Coercion, Mind Control, Slavery, Heterosexual, Fan Fiction, BDSM, DomSub, Humiliation, Gang Bang, Group Sex, Interracial, First, Oral Sex, Anal Sex Downloads: 2049 | Votes: 21 | Score: 6.15 Size: 17KB | 3,251 words |
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