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MEL’S LUNCH DATE Oh she is so Gorgeous! 5 feet 2 inches tall. Long luscious auburn hair cascading over her back and shoulders. Her skin so soft and creamy and the softest eyes that have ever laid eyes upon me. She has a smile that will brighten the room on the gloomiest of days. Her name is Melody, and she is my fiancée and the woman with whom I plan to spend the rest of my life with. But I am certain from my own readings that it is not the soft sensual sappy stuff that has you here. Not long ago I moved my fiancée in with me. For a long time she was developing a justified complaint that seeing as how my work shift opposed her own that I should start stopping by …

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      Being almost broke, and being told by her landlord to pay up fast, or lose her apartment, Susan Chambers was desperate for a job. In the classifieds, she found an ad, and decided to at least apply, it sounded like it wouldn’t be that tough a job.      “Wanted, a young, attractive female for maid service. Apply to Lady Elizabeth  Wentworth, 19 Hudson street. Please apply in person only, no mail in resumes or telephone calls.”     She imagined what a maid would do, dusting, cleaning, serving tea, shouldn’t be too hard a job. Susan soon found herself at the appointed address, 19 Hudson street turned out to be a mansion, and she soon found herself in sitting room, and Lady Wentworth was giving her an interview.      She noticed Lady Wentworth eyeing her …

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“Making You Mine”   You come in the door, smiling, happy to see me. I wrap my arms around you and kiss you once, twice, and three times. It turns into a longer kiss, my hands playing along your back, pulling you close to me. You can easily tell that I am also very happy to see you too. You can feel it through my pants, pressing against you. I slowly pull your shirt over your head and trace my fingers along your bare back, down to your butt. I squeeze and pull you closer to me as I kiss your neck, your shoulder. You moan and I can tell that you are excited, enjoying the attention you are receiving. With one hand still fondling your tight ass through your jeans, the other comes up …

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She went to Brad’s bed and sat on the edge and talked to him in a monotone voice. “Brad, what were you going to do to me when you drugged me? I want to know. Maybe we can still do it.” I knew she was lying.   “Ann, I was just going to get your pants off, and look at your pussy. Maybe kiss it, and try to get some lovin off you. I have never tasted pussy, and have never fucked a girl. I haven’t even seen a real pussy” “What, you have never been fucked? At your age? Why not, are you a fag?” “No, I’m just not comfortable around girls” “OK, Brad, we will see what we can do about this.” “Janey, will you come over here?”   As I went over …

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As I went down the stairs, I wondered of all the things that I had planned for the two, in the weeks before, what do I do next??? I had my taser, and I took the shackles off of them, one at a time to go to the bathroom. I took Ann first. I led her to the bathroom, and as she sat down, I placed my hand over her pussy to feel the piss coming from her. When she started, I was surprised. She was like a water hose, but only very warm. It made me excited. I wouldn’t let her wipe away the piss, and I asked her if she needed to poop. She said “no”. After putting the restrains back on her, I went to Brad. I reminded him of the taser, …

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