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Nila's Dark Side
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Nila's Dark Side The Weather was perfect for driving! Nila twisted the key, turning off her shiny black Mustang GT convertible, letting the three hundred horses sequestered under the hood have a well-deserved rest. Running her fingers over the rich leather seat, she reveled in the heady new-car smell that filled her nostrils. It was hers...really hers, she told herself, reaching down and flipping the door handle. Thirty five thousand, she laughed to herself. She was worth it, though. And the corporation knew it. That was why they had given her the bonus and that's why she had bought the car.  The door effortlessly opened as she unfolded her long, shapely legs and sensuously slithered out of the car. Smiling to herself, she flicked the door shut. Then, the smile still lingering on her full, red lips, she turned on her four-inch stiletto heels and started up the sidewalk toward her condo. Unconsciously, she ran her fingers through her long, coffee-colored hair, still disheveled from her top-down ride home. Moving with the grace of a cheetah on the prowl, she slithered up the walk, her high heels pinging sexily off the concrete walk. Her svelte hips moved, rolling like well-oiled machines as her shapely hips swished from side to side. Too bad there's not a guy to watch me, she narcissistically thought. I'd put on a better show for him...especially if it was a good looking guy...a well-hung, good-looking guy. Little did she know... Crap! Here I am, hotter than a firecracker on the fourth of July and no one around to light my fuse! Just the thought of a big, hard cock in her pussy made her juices begin to flow, oozing out and wetting the crotch of her sheer, pink panties. Leaning down, she felt her heavy tits shift in her flimsy bra as she fitted the key into lock. Twisting the key, she felt the lock snap open. Dropping her keys into her purse, she pushed the door open, feeling a rush of cool air brush over her face. But stepping inside, she immediately realized that something was wrong. The air was filled with new and unfamiliar aromas as her eyes frantically darted around the room. But she was too late! She felt an arm wrap around her chest, pressing against her large, jutting breasts. At the same time, she felt a cloth cover her mouth and nose, smothering her as she choked on the smell of ether. That was the last thing she remembered for the longest time... At last, she felt herself drifting toward consciousness. Her thoughts reforming and she found she could think a little more clearly again. But when she opened her eyes, she found herself still fully immersed in darkness. What was wrong, she frantically asked herself? Was she blind? Then she realized that she was blindfolded. "Are you okay?" she heard a deep, masculine voice ask her. Okay? Oh, yeah, she angrily thought. I'm just fine except I can't see! Then she felt the restraints around her arms and legs holding her tightly confined to what she guessed was one of her kitchen chairs. "Oh, yeah...I feel great. Blindfolded and tied up...what girl wouldn't feel just comfy-cozy in my place?" "Don't fight it! I'm not going to hurt you," she heard the deep, husky voice say, and then continue after a long pause. "If you cooperate." Cooperate? What was he going to do to her? Oh, yeah, she smarted back to herself. He's here to play checkers...or scrabble...or maybe tiddlywinks ... What in the hell do you think he's here for? Suddenly, she realized that she was naked. Naked, bound, and blindfolded. Other than that...she was fine! "You are so beautiful," the Voice said and she felt a soft, gentle touch on her breast. "Your breasts are works of art. They should be hanging, pardon my pun, in the Louvre."  "Who are you?" she asked in a tremulous voice. "Oh, come now," the Voice said, his speech obviously deepened by many years of cigarette abuse. "Do you think I would kidnap you and then tell you who I am? Anyway, I think you know who I am!" Even though the voice was scarred by lung damage, there was no hint of cigarette smoke in the air, now. He must have quit smoking. Who did she know that had quit smoking? Nila felt as if she had heard the Voice before. It was strangely familiar, while at the same time vaguely unfamiliar. But the strangest part of it all was the fact she didn't feel scared. Who was he, she asked herself as she felt a fingertip trace a circle around the tip of her breast? "Such beautiful breasts," she heard the Voice murmur. "I've wondered what they would look like for the longest time. Now I know and I could never have imagined such grandeur...such perfection...such beauty!" She knew she should feel frightened, but she didn't. Quite the opposite! She felt her first blush of arousal, heightened by his adoration. Was he the guy...the good looking guy...the well-hung, good-looking guy she had thought of earlier? "How do I know you?" she asked, feeling his hand delicately cup her breast. "What is there to know?" the Voice asked her, gently lifting her breast. Then she felt his lips on her breast as his tongue gently toyed with the hardening bud jutting out of its center. She could feel her nipple growing hard, swelling under his worshipful attention. She couldn't get the bizarre thought out of her mind that he was more of a lover than a threat. She knew him, but she just couldn't place him... His lips pursed around her tingling nipple, his tongue touching, exploring,<b> tickling </font></b>the sensitive bud. This wasn't harassment, it was closer to homage, she told herself. With the tension of the initial fear flowing out of her body, she felt his lips lift off her nipple. "No...Please..." she whispered, wanting him to go on. "Later..." the Voice murmured. Then she felt the constricting tightness of the restraints binding her ankles loosen. What? What was he going to do now? Waiting...wondering what he was up to, she felt his hands on the delicate skin of her inner knees. Then, she felt gentle pressure as he tenderly forced her legs apart. Was he? Was he, she feverishly asked herself? How could this be?, she asked herself as she found herself instinctively opening to him, spreading her legs apart wider, waiting for the fiery touch of his mouth on her fevered womanhood. This was her dream...her darkest secret...and now it was happening. And her lover...what could she say...it was as if he were inside her head...poring through her most secret thoughts...picking through them and selecting the ones she most cherished. And now he was going to inflict them upon her... Surrendering herself to him totally, she suddenly felt the bonds fall away from her wrists. Then, she felt herself being lifted into the air by his powerful arms. Reaching up, she started to push away the blindfold that prevented her from knowing her attacker...her lover? At the moment, she couldn't distinguish between the two choices... "No...Please...Don't!" she heard the Voice say. It was more of a request, than a demand. And she felt she could go on and remove it, but somehow, that would ruin everything between them. Down deep inside, she knew that she didn't have anything to fear from him. He would do nothing to harm her...he could only give her pleasure... Pulling her hand back down, she wrapped her arms around his neck and began to nibble on his neck. Then she came to startling conclusion as her bare skin rubbed against his bare skin! He was naked, too. Of course, you dolt, why else was he in your house? Running her hand down, she found his manhood, hard and stiffly jutting up out of his hairy groin. Now, knowing that they were alone in her condo...both naked...both obviously aroused and enamoured with each other, she felt a sense of heightened arousal. "Do I have to tie you up?" he asked her in his deep, gruff voice. "Do you want to tie me up?" she asked back as he gently lowered her down onto her bed. "Do you want me to?" came back his gravely retort. "It...it would be more exciting..." she whispered. She didn't know why she had told him to tie her up again, she told herself. Yes, you do, she heard her conscience argue. You've always wanted to try bondage...and what better time than now? Within moments, she found herself spread-eagled on the bed, her wrists and ankles bound in velvet rope. "Is that hurting you?" he asked her, teasingly running a fingertip around one of her bulging nipples. "No...no...it doesn't hurt..." she murmured. Then the finger was joined by others as they slowly teased their way down over her smooth abdomen toward her pussy. She could feel the muscles in her abdomen tightening, growing tauter as the fingers drew closer and closer to their target. Then all the fingers but one lifted away from her skin. The remaining finger began to slowly tickle around her obviously swollen clit, drawing closer and then moving away, then closer... "So soft...without hair...so smooth," the gritty Voice murmured. Destiny? Fate? She dizzily asked herself. This very morning, feeling especially sensual, she had shaved herself. And now this. It was as if this whole lascivious affair had been pre-ordained. "Touch it...please...touch it..." she gurgled, thrusting herself up, trying to find the probing finger with her tingling clit. "Patience, my Dear, patience," the Voice whispered as she felt the tip of the finger slither down between the thick, fleshy lips of her pussy. "It's a virtue, you know..." "Goddddd," she gasped out as the finger gently, teasingly slithered down into the tight, juice-smeared opening of her vagina. Feeling the big, thick finger lazily sliding in and out of her, Nila clutched and nipped at it with her pussy. But she wanted more. She wanted him to touch her clit. Touch it and rub it and make her come. She slowly became aware of his other hand as it dug its way down under the soft, giving cheeks of her ass. What now, she feverishly asked herself? But she found out quickly as fingers spread her ass-cheeks apart and another exploring finger found the pout of her anus. She felt the tip of his finger tickle over and around the sensitive, wrinkled furrow at the same time he eased his sopping finger out of her pussy. As he tickled and teased her asshole with his finger, the other juice-slickened finger moved upward, up over her urethra, up toward the jutting knob of slippery flesh that was begging for his attention. She was at a fever pitch and he hadn't even touched her clit. Bracing herself, she waited for the touch. But she felt his finger stop just short of her clit. "Pleasssssse" she pleaded, begging him to touch her. Suddenly, she felt his soft, warm lips purse down around her tingling clit, his tongue roughly rasping across it as an explosion of raw pleasure tore through it. "Goddddddd," she screamed out as her whole body convulsed into a single, roaring conflagration of euphoric elation. Shivering and shaking, she fought against the restraints, her hands futilely clawing at the air as the muscles in her quivering legs stretched into bands of steel. It had never been like this...never been this good! It was almost as if someone had shoved a live wire up her pussy as the arcing jolts of electricity sparked and flashed down inside the empty chamber. She could feel her hot cunt pumping out gush after gush of her thick juice as it tried to put out the raging inferno. At last, years later, it seemed, her wearied body collapsed back down onto the bed. She felt like she had just run a marathon. Her muscles were achy and sore from the stress she had just put them through. She couldn't believe it. He had only touched her. Touched her with his mouth and brought her this far. What would happen if he actually made love to her? Would she turn into a bubbling mass of over-stimulated flesh and melt away down into the bed? Would her head explode from the unchecked passion flowing through it? What now, she asked herself, becoming aware of a bird chirping in the tree outside her room. Then the chattering sound of a lawnmower broke into her consciousness as someone, oblivious to what was happening inside her bedroom was casually mowing their lawn. A hint of smoke from a bar-be-que tickled across her nose. Outside, the world went on, uncaring of her as she lay waiting for the next scene to unfold... She felt the shudder as he climbed onto it. Then he was over her, touching her with his body, here, there, here again. It was almost as if he were hovering above her, caressing her with his body as she basked in the warm glow of her release. His big penis brushed across her belly, leaving a trail of coolness as a trail of pre-cum painted her skin. Then it was touching her breasts, finding her nipples with its rounded head. The bed moved again and the head of his cock brushed over her painted lips. Opening her mouth, she waited for him to push himself into her mouth, but there was nothing. Turning her head from side to side, she futilely sought him with her mouth. She heard a soft, taunting laugh bubble out from somewhere above her, but she couldn't find his cock. She wanted it. She wanted it between her lips so badly. She wanted to taste him...see what he tasted like...taste his essence and drink it down. Take his gift and consume it totally. What was he doing, she groggily wondered? Why wouldn't he let her have his cock? Just as before, she felt her excitement rise as he teased her...taunting her with his cock. Then she felt it touch her again, leaving another trail of coolness across her cheek. "Please...please, let me have it...I want to suck on it...please," she begged as it flittered across her forehead and his big balls raked across her nose. She could smell his many scents as she took in a deep breath through her nose. Sweat, pre-fuck, man-smell, each contributing to his unique aroma. Man on the hunt! But why was he teasing her so? She wanted him so badly. If he would just put his cock somewhere. In my mouth...in my pussy...between my tits...up my ass...I don't care, just put the damned thing somewhere for god's sake, she silently screamed at him... "Where would you like it, my Dear?" she heard the Voice whisper. "Would you like it in your mouth...in your pussy...between your beautiful tits...or maybe even up your sweet, delectable ass? Where shall I put it, my Sweet?" "ANYWHERE! SOMEWHERE! Just put it inside me...Pleassssssse!" she wailed. She felt the bed lurch slightly as she guessed he was moving back down her body. "Oh...Yessssssss," she hissed as she felt the round, hard head of his cock brush against the soft, pliant lips of her pussy. "Put it in here?" she heard the gravelly Voice ask as he rubbed his cock head up and down the juice filled trench between her gorged pussy lips. "Yesssss," she hissed, her hands clawing at the air once again. "Put the damned thing in my pussy!" "You are so impatient," she heard him laugh. "So impatient." "Pleassssseeee," she begged, feeling the rounded tip of his cock find the juice-slickened opening of her hungry vagina. "You mean like this?" he murmured as she felt his big, thick cock go slithering down into her tight, hot pussy. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried out, thrusting herself up against him as he buried all of his cock down into her salivating hole. "Your lovely pussy! So hot! So tight! So wet..." she heard him sigh as he held his peter shoved down inside her pussy. "Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me with it...pleaseeeeee," she beseeched him. "In time, my Dear, in time," she heard him whisper. She could almost picture an amused smile on his faceless image. With her looks and smarts, Nila had always been the initiator of sex, but now...now she found herself feeling like a ten-year-old virgin in the presence of a man so confident of himself, he could make her do anything he wanted. Take her anyway he wanted and make her love it. But then, much to her surprise, he began to slowly, lazily work his giant cock in and out of her tight, clinging pussy. "Yes...yes...yes...like that," she panted, savoring the feel of the big dick slithering in and out of her pussy. But as she spoke, he stopped. His hips gliding to a stop and he quickly withdrew he penis from her juice-filled vagina. "No...no, don't take it out," she whined. He moved out from between her legs and slowly crawled up her body. Then, she smelled it. She smelled her own estrous. Inhaling the pungent fragrance of her own overheated pussy on his cock, she felt something brush across her lips. Reeling in the sheer eroticism of what he was doing, she felt his hand curl around the back of her head and lift it. As he did, she opened her mouth and felt the hard, round head of his cock slither between her parted lips. Feeling him push himself deeper inside her mouth, she tasted herself. Tasted the sweet nectar of her own pussy-juice on his cock. Then he began to slowly fuck her mouth, his hips fluidly working back and forth, dragging his big, dangling balls up and down between her quivering breasts. "Unnn-huh...unnn-huh," she choked out around his cock as it slipped in and out from between her clutching lips. As he did, she felt the head of his cock nudge up against her tonsils and the opening of her throat. Choking back a gag, she started to push forward and take his giant down into her throat, but he pulled back. "Sorry..." she heard the Voice grunt out as he shortened his stroke, but continued to slowly fuck her face. Would he come in her mouth, she wondered, roughly sucking and licking at the invading giant. She would rather have him come in her pussy, but if he came in her mouth, she would take it and swallow it down. Swallow down his rich, frothy load of man-semen. She would show him how much she wanted him. Wanted him in any way he wanted her... But this, too, stopped as suddenly as it had begun. She felt him slowly pull his spit-covered cock out of her mouth and gently lower her head back down to the bed. Backing away from her, he stopped with his big balls touching her just below her big, quivering breasts. Then she felt him lower his slippery cock down between her breasts at the same time he clutched them and squeezed them down around his cock. Tit-fucking, she dizzily thought. He was doing it all. My pussy...my mouth...my tits! Did that portend something else? This left only one thing on his list of things to do to her? Holding her tits squeezed down around his cock, he began to work his cock in and out between the giant mountains of tit-flesh. Tit-fucking wasn't high on her list, and he seemed to sense it as he stopped after only a few strokes. "Not your cup of tea, huh, my Love," she heard him mutter, letting go of her tits and moving down the bed. "Pussy...in my pussy...better, in my pussy," she groaned. "This better?" he asked as she felt his cock go slithering down into her pussy again. "Yes...yes...much better," she murmured, as he roughly began to pound his cock in and out of her drooling puss. She was at such a high state of excitement, it only took ten or fifteen strokes before she found herself falling again. Screaming, she fell, arms flailing as she felt tendrils of pleasure wrap around her convulsing body, clutching, clawing at her, giving her the relief she so desperately needed. But as before, the moment she acquiesced to the demands of her body, he stopped and eased his juice-drenched prick out of her. "NO! Don't take it out. Come...come in me...please, come in me," she cried out, her fingers clawing at the air. "I will...I will, my Love! But first I want to take the last jewel," he said softly. "The...the last jewel?" she asked, knowing what he meant, but wanting to hear it come from his lips. "Yes...this, my Dear," he said, running his finger down between the cheeks of her ass until it brushed over the wrinkled prune of her asshole. "This!" "Yes...Yes! Take it! Take me there! Take me in the ass! Take me there and fill it with your sweet, hot sap..." Then, within moments, she found herself face down on the bed. "Stretch your arms," she heard the Voice tell her, the restraints on her wrist still loose from when he had turned her. Moving her arms around, she felt pins and needles as blood rushed into them. "Thank you," she murmured, opening and closing her fists for a few moments. "You're welcome," he said. "This is supposed to be a pleasant experience...for both of us." "It is," she said, stretching her arms back out away from her body. "I hope so," he told her, reattaching the bonds to her wrists. With the restraints around her ankles off, she kicked her feet up into the air, she felt the same pins and needles feeling as she worked her legs up and down. Then all at once, she felt his hand grasp her ankle and tighten around it. Suddenly, not expecting it, she felt his tongue tickle down the sole of her foot. "Oh, tickles," she tittered, almost giggling. She felt his tongue lift up and felt his lips purse down around the littlest of her dainty, pink-tipped toes. She had never felt such eroticism as he gently sucked on her little toe,<b> tickling </font></b>it with the tip of his tongue. "Ohhhh...myyyyy," she gasped out as his mouth moved to the next toe, giving it the same loving treatment before moving on to the next and the next and finally to her big toe. She couldn't explain the feeling of having someone take your toe in their mouth and treat it with such adoring attention. But then, when he did the same thing to her other foot, she felt a little overwhelmed by it all. At last, he eased her foot down to the bed as she lay groveling in the respectful reverence he was lavishing on her. What next, she giddily asked herself? The answer was quick in coming as she felt him gently curl his hands around her rounded hips and lift them into the air. As he did, she found her head and shoulder pressed down against the bed. Her big, pillowy breasts now gently rested down on the cool sheet as she felt the bed shudder one more time. He had crawled off the bed. Where was he going, she wondered. Gone only seconds, she felt him crawl back on the bed and up beside her. Not knowing what to expect next, she was surprised when he eased a soft, velvet cushion under her breasts. It was a nice feeling, she thought as the velvet caressed her skin. "Which do you like the best?" the Voice asked, as she lay waiting, wondering what he meant. "One? Startling her, the cushion began to buzz and vibrate,<b> tickling </font></b>up against her swollen nipples. "Two?" he asked her, the buzzing and vibrating growing stronger. It was obvious that he was upping the power of the vibrating cushion, making it work harder against her tingling nipples. "Or three?" he wanted to know, the vibrations lifting to another, higher level. Now the<b> tickling </font></b>was too intense, she thought as she felt the vibrations drop back down the scale to the lowest level. "One...two...or three?" he asked her taking the vibrator back up the scale once again. "Two...two," she murmured, feeling the vibrator return to the mid level. "Fine," he laughed softly as she felt more velvet brush across her upthrust buttocks. Now what, she asked herself as he reached around under her. When he did, she felt soft rubber brush against her clit, pressing against it as two straps brushed over her hips. Gently, he lightly tightened them around her waist. A butterfly vibrator, she told herself, feeling another strap being tightened around her thigh. A second velvet strap snaked around her other thigh before he tightened it, too. Reaching to the vibrator, he flicked it on. "How's that?" he asked, drawing the straps tighter as the buzzing insect attacked her sensitive clit. "Jeezzzzz," she muttered, feeling the<b> tickling </font></b>vibration on her clit. She felt like her whole body was on fire. Her nipples, now feeling as big as golf balls were sending out waves of electric static down to her clit where it was amplified by the other vibrator and then dispersed out over her body. This was going to be something to remember, she feverishly told herself. If she lived through it! Waiting to see what other diabolical tricks he had up his sleeve, she felt the cheeks of her ass being pried open. Then she felt the tip of his hot tongue find her pouting anus. That was just too much, she frantically thought as her body began to shake and shudder its way through yet another orgasm. As it did, the two vibrators continued to tickle away at her clit and nipples, while they became more and more sensitive... Suddenly, the fragrance of vanilla and cinnamon filled the air around her. Oh, God, now what? Still laying face down, shoulders and tits resting on the bed, she felt his fingers brush aside her long, dark hair, baring the back of her neck. Not knowing what to expect, she was bewildered when she felt a hot drop of something strike her neck. He was dripping wax on her, she dizzily thought. Another of her favorite things. How could he know? It was as if her mind were an open book and he was leafing thought it, picking and choosing what he knew she would like... Another hot sensation, then another as he began to work his way down her arched spine. But that was all it took and she found herself blasting off into another gut-wrenching orgasm. Gasping for breath, she futilely fought against the restraints as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Shamed that she was unable to control her body's own reaction to the relentless attack, she groveled in the passion of the moment. The drops continued down her spine, evoking two more orgasms before the final drop dripped down into the parted crack of her ass just above her clenching anus. With the control of a bombardier, he had unleashed the last drop at such a point that as it trickled down the crack of her ass, it stopped! Stopped just above the wrinkled opening of her asshole. "No...please...no...not there...too hot," she gasped out into the sheet. "No...my Sweet...not there," she heard the Voice whisper followed by him blowing out a puff of air. "I would never do anything like that to one as sweet as yours..." The two vibrators continued to buzz and tickle at her as she waited to see what was next on his fiendish list. She felt something soft and round slip between the lips of her pussy. Was he going to fuck her in the pussy again, she feverishly wondered? But as the cock began to slide into her pussy, she realized that it was a dildo. A big, rubber dildo that spread her open wider and wider as it slithered into the clutching tightness of her pussy. He pushed deeper and deeper until her cunt was filled to the limit with the giant, fake dick. Then, she felt two more velvet straps wrap around her thighs. They held the cock inside her, freeing his hands for some other sinister task, she giddily thought, grinding herself back against the upthrust dildo. Then, just when she thought she had felt it all, the cock in her pussy began to vibrate. "Ohhhh...Godddddd!" she gasped as her whole pelvic girdle was filled with an intense tickling, tingling sensation. Her nipples...her clit...and now her pussy were all being simultaneously assailed by the trio of buzzing, vibrating implements attached to her body. Then, she felt his hot tongue find her anus again. Licking, probing, tonguing the puckered, little hole, he gently reamed it. Another flash of exquisite pleasure exploded down inside her stuffed, throbbing cunt, making her whole body begin to strain and tremble. "Too much...too much," she blathered out, her weary muscles quivering and shaking spasmodically. Finally, as the last throes of her orgasm sparked through her pussy, she felt him drizzle a warm stream of something down the crack of her ass, coating it with its slippery warmth. Then, seconds later, she felt the rounded tip of his penis touch her anus. "Finally..." she groaned out, thrusting back against it as he leaned forward. The slippery gel did its job as she felt the head of his dick spread her anus open and easily slip down inside the clenching tightness of her rectum. "Ohhh...so hot...so tight...so wonderful..." she heard the Voice whisper. Then with deliberate slowness, he began to fuck her ass. What had begun with loving gentleness soon became a ravaging, uncontrolled attack on her battered ass. He was now a madman, throwing all caution to the wind, he hammered his giant cock into her ass with wild abandon. The savage assault elicited another muscle-wrenching orgasm from her before, at last, she heard him choke out a long, shuddering groan as his giant prick ballooned and jerked down inside her rectum. "Godddddddddd!" he screamed out, thrusting himself down into her as deep as he could possibly go as she felt a gush of fiery cum spew out of it, coating and splattering onto the delicate lining of her anal canal. Unable to stop herself, she felt her body lock down a final time. Quaking and shivering, the last thing she remembered was his cock jerking and spurting down inside her inflamed ass... and a cloth covering her mouth with the smell of ether….. She awoke slowly. As if drifting up from the bottom of a deep pond. The darkness gradually grew lighter and lighter until at last, she could see again. And now there was no blindfold covering her eyes as she groggily stared up at the ceiling. The late afternoon light was failing and the room was bathed in the warm, soft light of dusk. Then the fragrance of roses filled her nostrils. Roses? Turning her head, she saw a huge bouquet of brilliant red roses sitting on the nightstand by her bed. Then she saw the card. Would she now know? Know who her lover had been? Quickly reaching out to it, she plucked it out from the flood of roses and lifted up in front of her eye…… Thanks for such a lovely time...I hope you enjoyed it as much as I... Love J. My blog JimmyB7474 is called Into The Woods (erotica) entertaining stories about a guy named Jimmy. Enjoy. |
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Comments are VERY welcome. THANKS! Jimmy B, My blog JimmyB7474 is called Into The Woods (erotica) entertaining stories about a guy named Jimmy. Enjoy.
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