Tickle My Pickle

“Come along,” it’s right over there, Pickle pointed thataway while jogging. Cherry panted behind her. “I… don’t… can’t… this uphill is killing me…” “Ain’t you a runner, lassie?” Killie asked with her thick accent. “I’m a sprinter, not a marathoner!” Cherry complained, breathing hard. Killie had a glint of sweat Read more

Pagophilic

“Pago-what now?” the Sergeant spat out, making a face. “Love of ice, in plain terms,” the scientist explained. “So, just add water? In the form of ice?” the Sergeant asked, looking at the rectangular thing. He shivered in the icy mountains, even though he wore like three layers plus his Read more

Ariadne’s String

Ariadne put her string on his head, making sure it wrapped around his ears. He breathed in her pussy’s smell on the tiny bit of fabric that went on top of her crotch. He could feet the wetness of the cloth with the tip of his nose. Then she went Read more

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