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Milked into Minxy's Mouth by Conflux

Chapter 17 in A Quiet Little Town

Maintaining eye contact, Minxy moves further down.. or at least attempts to. The old machinery creak and the school girl swears under her breath; the seat appears to be stuck, but after a bit of insistent scooting it finally relents with a whine of disuse. The wooden block fixin...

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Horizontal, face down by Conflux

Chapter 16 in A Quiet Little Town

You hear the girls whispering in that catty, teeny way with the obligatory glances that makes it clear that you're the topic of conversation, stirring deep-rooted dread from your own awkward youth. Any fight or flight instinct triggered however are denied by the dark oak wood blo...

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Ask for a better look by Conflux

Chapter 16 in A Quiet Little Town

With dusk slowly encroaching, stretching shadows and graying colours, the sparse light in the car permits you only a superficial glimpse of Anjali's panties and by the saucy quirk of her lips, that was very much the point. Emboldened by her forwardness and the general flirty atm...

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Your balls hurt by Conflux

Chapter 13 in A Quiet Little Town

To be fair, you're generally pretty banged up, but of you try to ignore the aching bruises, the first thing that comes to mind is a insistant throbbing from your testicles, probably from Minxy's panicked grip. Now how to convey this embarassing fact to this gorgeous audience. You...

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Good news! by Conflux

Chapter 12 in A Quiet Little Town

“They're both fine. The car hit the wall at a lucky angle and they managed to pull through with only a few scratches and the shock to show for it." The leather amazon replies huskily, and her smirk is practically radiant - even the nurse is smiling now. So even though you car is...

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Dazedly by Conflux

Chapter 11 in A Quiet Little Town

-What..? Her voice \*did\* have the same seem peripherally fuzzy quality as your vision, but did you hear that correctly? Did she just actually ask what year it is? “I asked if you know where you are and what year it is." She did! How long were you even ?! Was this...

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Try to Escape by Conflux

Chapter 15 in A Quiet Little Town

'Pampered by milfs' was what you had been promised, and so far the whole experience had failed to live up to that. Looking back over to Mrs Cook, you suddenly question whether you've chosen wrong. You barely manage to move an inch away from Mrs. Anderson when her hand shoots out...

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Nod by Conflux

Chapter 14 in A Quiet Little Town

Rough? You can handle a little roughness if it means getting your hands, or - more likely - face all over those sculpturesque legs of hers. You nod, as much as her unyielding grasp permits; your gaze flitting between her imperious face and the way the curvature of her thighs shif...

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Robed Figures? by Conflux

Chapter 34 in A Quiet Little Town

Mother's Aid? by Conflux

Chapter 34 in A Quiet Little Town