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She was just standing on the edge of the dance floor, surveying the room, her hips barely undulating in time to the music. She was the woman who had been in her erotic dreams since Anastasia could remember: wavy black hair to the middle of her back, creature white skin, a petite curvy form with bulging breasts above flaring hips, and a narrow waist any woman would kill for. Her lips were glossed a wine shade of red, and her hair was in cute bangs in front.

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Becca was not allowed to be touched by other men, not even the tip of her fingers nor a strand of her hair. The very first time I witnessed this issue was when a male customer shook Becca’s hand when he made a hefty purchase of her designs. Anybody would have known that it was a mere form of polite gesture, but I noticed that her husband was staring at them until the customer walked out of the shop.

Further examination revealed that the "model" was in fact an actual human body - stripped of its skin and preserved by a process very similar to that used by Dr. Van Hagens. Reading of this singular event, I decided to do some digging and upon examining the list of special effects artists on the film in question, stumbled across a name that struck me as familiar. Familiar, because its owner, one Rene Toubain, had also worked on a film, in which large sections of the action took place in the catacombs of Paris and in particular, in the section with the additional skulls.

Louie Marston is a infamous womanizer, who will and can hit on any woman wearing a skirt. So, when he wakes up next to "Big" Bertha Henderson, a plus-size coworker and accidentally bumps into her three-year-old toddler, he's in for a rude awakening. But when his only confidant is a conspiracy theorist obsessed with cryptocurrency, how is Louie going to wiggle out of this one? Is Louie meant for a life of one night stands, or can he learn to love Bertha and her family?

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Short Stories by Mace Styx: "The hour was so late (or early, depending on how you looked at it) that she barely saw anyone as she padded silently from the castle, through the winding cobbled streets. The letter she had was burning in her hand and she still had the blade she had used to slit the King’s throat. If a member of the city watch found her, she was worse than dead. Still, she felt oddly calm".

Charlotte’s Education tells the story of one friend helping another gain experience and confidence in the world of sex. Ashley, who isn’t really that experienced herself, gets a dramatic thrill from taking her friend Charlotte under her wing, so to speak, and teaching her all about the pleasures of the flesh. Charlotte is inquisitive, eager, and about as nervous as can be. This all works together to drive Ashley absolutely crazy. Charlotte will get a sexy education indeed, but it’s Ashley who really reaps the benefits!

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She licked her lips. "Ohh, what a man you are. Bravo, bravo, bravo to you, Edmond. See? That wasn’t hard to say. Or was it?" He tugged at his collar and exhaled forcefully, like someone who had been holding their breath for long. "No. No, it wasn’t." "Now it is my turn." "Your turn? But you already did that before."

Stephan thought he had it all. Riches, good looks, and social media fame. He was the cock of the walk. Stephan was in charge of his own destiny. And he answered to no one. Oh how quickly do things change once Tatiana entered into his life. Stephan had no idea that he was about to embark on the biggest transformation of his life.

You know the story of how Faye, the obese Cecaelia Sea Witch, married Prince Erin and became Queen with none, but Erin being the wiser? Well, this is the tale of how Faye rescued that poor unfortunate fool from drowning, and how she gave him the breath of life. And while Erin might be strong, he just might find himself tangled in Faye's tentacles when all this is over

Katie's a small, slender 90-pound waif while Marie is a mighty, big, beautiful 300-pound woman. These two lesbians are caught indoors with nothing to watch but lots of energy to burn. But Marie's always been particularly sensitive about her weight. Can her girlfriend coax her into a little physical stimulation?

Then, she looked up and let out a short, bitten-off scream. A...thing was there, looming above her, observing her with the impassivity of the cat. Though most of it was shrouded in darkness, Paige knew it was a demon. She could vaguely make out the silhouette of wings, of huge horns curling up from its head like a gazelle. She wanted to light more candles to see better, but she didn’t want to look away from the creature.

Nothing is off-limits for Casey and her husband. Mark encourages her to try more extreme and taboo pleasures, to take it harder and deeper and in new ways, to satisfy more men at once (and women too), to do it outdoors, online, and any other which way there is, while he watches and enjoys every filthy minute of it.

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Darryl stared at her, wanting to tell her to knock it off, that the joke wasn’t funny. But Crystal stared back at him blankly, watching him struggling to even form basic questions. He knew she wasn’t kidding. It was an animalistic instinct that words didn’t have the hope of matching. Logic and reason had left the building.

“I can count several traffic violations that you have committed already, James. And they are all very serious violations.” He stepped forward. “I haven’t committed any traffic violations, officer.” “That is not what I can see right here.”

A few hours later, wafting into the room with the supercilious air of confidence peculiar to those who know they are to speak on a subject upon which they are unlikely to be challenged came Mavis Clay, adorned in a flowing white dress that seemed to be more ruffles than stitching and sat herself like Christ in Da Vinci’s painting of the Last Supper in the center of the long table, whilst historians, experts, and the duke himself flanked her like apostles, on either side.