Now as i’m driving, i’m starting to sweat from nipple pain. i start to feel a deep throbbing pain in my testicles. Oh god, what did She do to me?? Why can’t i remember? my rock hard cock is just about ready to burst. by now i was only a few blocks away from my home. i reached in my right pants pocket. i wanted to grab my throbbing member. And then i found beautiful softness. Curious as to what was in my pocket, i quickly pulled my hand out. My hand was fondling BLACK SATIN PANTIES. Her Black Satin Panties were in my pocket this whole time. No way was i going to touch my stiff rod with my hand, not now. Quickly, i sped into my driveway, and put the vehicle in park. i held the Black Satin Panties up in front of my face. i started to remember… Seeing myself..?? In them? Memories started to rush in to my brain. Read more…
Tag: Drugged
- Author name:
- kevin
- Publish date:
- July 5th, 2013
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Once inside the men’s restroom i placed the Hot Pink Silky Panties on top of the sink counter. i then removed my shoes and placed them under the sink. Next i took off my socks and placed them inside my shoes. Now i had to stop for a second to take a deep breath. my blood filled engorgement was busting through my slacks. i then proceeded to slowly and carfully unbutton and slither my pre-cum stained slacks down to my ankles. Read more…
- Author name:
- Unknown Author
- Publish date:
- June 11th, 2013
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Sometimes I enjoy being an entertainment reporter. Sometimes I hate it!
Today began as one of those in-between days . . . .
I was on my way to Beverly Hills to do an interview on that kids show hostess, Lela, but she wasn t big news anymore. Her show had already been cancelled a couple of years ago now. Read more…
- Author name:
- Satintrancer
- Publish date:
- June 11th, 2013
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“Wake up sleeping beauty!” she said.
He quickly pulled his head from the velvet cushion on the large sofa and rubbed his eyes. His fellow fan of film noir and vintage horror sat across from him in what he knew to be the Magic Lantern Club. He knew all about this classic cinema palace even though he had never been there. She had booked it and promised to take him. He must have dozed off . He dimly remembered a chauffeured limo drive , some movement, and again-sleep.
“Got some work to do with these, hon. Celluloid surprises that have probably done the rounds of every flea-pit and grind-house in the land. They’re all digitally remastered onto DVD. And we get to categorize all of em!”
He groaned. Read more…
- Author name:
- Unknown Author
- Publish date:
- June 11th, 2013
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I had decided that I would schedule my upcoming trip to Asia on an airline that didn’t have an American flag painted on the side of the plane—what with all the terrorist attacks and other crap going on. In fact, I booked my flight on an Asian airline that I knew almost nothing about.
When I arrived at LAX I was pleasantly surprised to see a shiny new Boeing B-747-400 — the kind with the first class seats all located in that upper-deck “bubble.” As I climbed the stairs I saw that I was the only person booked into first class and I settled into my seat. I decided to sit in the seat opposite the jump seat that the flight attendant sits in for takeoffs and landings and when she sat down for the takeoff I was very, very happy I had chosen this airline and this seat! “Oh my god! . . . Wow! . . . This could be the most memorable flight of my poor, sex-starved life . . . just for the takeoff alone!” I thought to myself. Read more…
