Mewberry
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- Mewberry was last seen:
- 3 weeks ago
- Gender:
- Female
- Birthday:
- August 27
- Location:
- UK
- When I'm not writing erotica I like to
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Dance and make waffles
- When I'm not reading erotica I like to read
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Sing and make pancakessss
- My favorite word for "penis" is
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Cock obviously ;)
- My favorite word for "vagina" is
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Pretty pink pussy
- I write erotica because
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Hormones!
- In conclusion, I am
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Mewberry! Karina, sometimes… hehe
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Free Fallin by Mewberry
Chapter 24 in Dish Bad Bish
Brucey could really sing! He had a guitar called Lucy in the backseat. “Yeah runnin' down a dream That never would come to me Workin' on a mystery, goin' wherever it leads Runnin' down a dream…” he sang Tom Petty. Clemens sang too. Smiley. Squeaky. Squawky. Out of tune. But...
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Pressed Chest by Mewberry
Chapter 13 in Ricochet Bra Strap
Francesca took the basket. Her slender white hands. Nails painted blush. Her eyes, fierce. Aimee bowed, brief eye contact. Francesca examined the grapes. She bit into one. “Every one of these grapes are like you…” Francesca said, “To be consumed…” Aimee trembled. She saw the s...
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I Will by Mewberry
Chapter 12 in Ricochet Bra Strap
Spices. Herbs. Exotic meats. Red apples. Sour onions. Whole ginger roots. Many things that Aimee craved but had no money for. She wore a brown cloth cloak which covered her form. A lock of golden hair, exposed. Crystal blue eyes. Revealing her beauty. The grapes were full and g...
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Camry by Mewberry
Chapter 23 in Dish Bad Bish
Walked all night. The moon as her companion and watcher. Then he too was gone. Sunrise. Golden egg-yolk bursting over the horizon. She winced as the sun touched her cheeks. Clemens missed her Civy. My Civy… A car rumbled in from the distance behind her. She stopped. Didn’t wave...
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Inside Joke by Mewberry
Chapter 22 in Dish Bad Bish
Clemens’ head brushed the shotgun. But her eyes were locked on the old man. He reached out to her. Boney hands. Yearning. “Don’t go…” he said. “I’m not little Jessie… I’m real…” Clemens said. She wobbled to her feet. Clemens shut the front door behind her. She could still hear...
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Someone Lost by Mewberry
Chapter 21 in Dish Bad Bish
Clemens lay on her side for a while. The tears went dry. She had fallen asleep and when she woke, it was dark. She sat for a moment. Knees in. Saw the crack in the curtain letting a fine line of light strike her face. She parted the curtain and saw the front yard. Neither her...
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Fun by Mewberry
Chapter 20 in Dish Bad Bish
Clemens and the old man sat at the dining table playing gin rummy. A card game for two. “Careful now, that seven’s got bad manners. Always ruins a hand,” he said. Clemens looked at the seven. She smiled. She slid down a jack, “Behave yourself…” The old man nodded. But he was...
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Sun Sin by Mewberry
Chapter 19 in Dish Bad Bish
Ashley sat in the dust against the shadow of the car. Scorching sun. Clemens hadn’t come out yet. How could she enter a house that old creep? He had a shotgun for God’s sake! The thirst was killing her. Lips dry. Tongue cracked. Dizzy. But nothing was gonna make her go in that h...
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Bathing by Mewberry
Chapter 11 in Ricochet Bra Strap
Aimee. That mousy young lass. A favourite among guests due to her golden locks and crystal blue eyes. Fucked hard on a daily basis. Used. It was morning. Aimee washed her body at the well in the back garden. It was walled off by stone. She washed with all the other women. Dainty...
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Birthday Candle Man by Mewberry
Chapter 18 in Dish Bad Bish
Clemens was not prepared for what she was about to see. Mannequins. They were everywhere. Some were wearing clothes. Others nude.They were sitting on the couch. At the dining table. Stood in poses having conversations. The old man closer up had the smell of birthday cake candl...
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