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guteaussichten · 6 months
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bcrude · 2 years
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Franziska looked at Mr. Crude and said, "I'm sorry I don't have sexy lingerie to wear for you."
"That doesn't matter," he replied. "You'll be naked during your special project anyway."
She smiled and said, "That's kinda what I thought. That's why I didn't buy anything new. So, shall I go ahead and take this off? And where do you want me?"
"Yes, go ahead and get comfortable on the bed. On your hands and knees should be fine," he responded.
"I was hoping that's how you'd want to do it. You should be able to get in really deep. I want to feel your balls smashed up against my kitty."
"Really? I thought you said you didn't have much anal experience."
"I haven't. That's why I want this to be good. Stretch me open and pump me good and hard. Besides, I want it to feel good to you, too."
"Well, okay, but you let me know if it hurts and you want me to either slow down or stop."
Franziska smiled and said, "Don't worry about me. Seriously. Even if I scream, you just keep pounding away until you're done. I think I might even prefer it if it hurts." She paused, got closer to him and got up on her tip-toes and then whispered into his ear, "I have a rape fantasy, among others."
"Ah, well then... I hope this goes the way you want," he said. "If it does, maybe you'll tell me about some of your other fantasies."
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next-pharaoh · 10 months
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Faceless 2
As fate would have it, Alex's classmate, Kevin, had always admired Alex's remarkable hair. The way it flowed and captivated everyone's attention sparked a deep desire within Kevin to have hair just like him. Upon noticing Kevin's admiration, Alex decided to help his friend fulfill his wish.
One sunny afternoon, as they sat under the shade of a large oak tree, Alex plucked a single strand of his own magnificent hair. Holding it gently, he handed it to Kevin and said, "If you truly wish to have hair like mine, bury this strand within your own hair. Let it become a part of you, and embrace the journey it takes you on."
Eager and excited, Kevin took the strand of hair and buried it deep within his own thick locks. Little did he know that this simple act would set in motion a transformation he could never have imagined.
Days passed, and Kevin noticed a subtle change in his hair. It began to grow at an astonishing rate, much like Alex's had done before. Strands cascaded over his forehead, slowly covering his eyes with their soft touch. At first, Kevin was startled, but as his hair continued to grow, he discovered a newfound appreciation for its presence.
Kevin's hair felt like a gentle caress against his skin, as if it carried a secret comfort that only he could understand. He reveled in the sensation and found solace in the way it veiled his eyes. His other senses heightened, and he felt more attuned to the world around him.
Not only did his hair feel remarkable, but it also emitted a captivating fragrance. Its scent was a delightful blend of nature's essence and the pheromones Alex's hair had possessed. The townsfolk took notice of Kevin's transformation, drawn to him by the alluring scent that seemed to linger wherever he went.
As Kevin's hair continued to grow, it became more than just a physical feature. It transformed into a symbol of his newfound confidence and unique allure. His once-average appearance was now infused with an enchanting mystique.
The townspeople admired Kevin's courage to embrace the unconventional, just as they had admired Alex before him. They marveled at the way his hair seemed to possess a life of its own, swaying with an effortless grace and leaving a trail of admiration in its wake.
Kevin, too, had fallen in love with his transformed appearance. He felt a sense of liberation as his hair covered his eyes, granting him a shield from the judgment of the world. His self-assurance blossomed, and he walked with an air of quiet confidence.
And so, Kevin continued to revel in the wonders of his ever-growing hair. He cherished the way it felt against his face, the intoxicating scent it carried, and the way it framed his newfound confidence. With each passing day, his hair became a testament to his own journey of self-discovery and the power of embracing one's true essence.
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storiearcheostorie · 3 months
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SCAVI / Turchia, la missione archeologica dell’Università di Pisa ha identificato l’archivio dell’antica città di Doliche, in Tessaglia
#ARCHEOLOGIA #SCAVI / #Turchia, la missione dell’Università di Pisa ha identificato l’archivio dell’antica città di Doliche, in Tessaglia Ritrovate più di 2000 impronte in terracotta (bullae) usate per sigillare i documenti in papiro e pergamena
Redazione Veduta aerea dell’area di scavo. Dagli scavi dell’antica città di Doliche, situata nel sud-est dell’odierna Turchia, emergono i resti di un edificio che, grazie alle numerose impronte di sigillo in terracotta ritrovate dagli archeologi, è stato possibile identificare come l’antico archivio cittadino, il luogo in cui venivano conservati i documenti in papiro e pergamena. Sono questi i…
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girlcavalcanti · 1 year
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I knew nothing about this up until a few (a very few) hours ago, when the wonderful @morbertthemindless (not sure if I should thank you tho) enlightened me. Featured una vecchia and a very horny Machiavelli, enjoy.
"Affogàggine, Luigi; e guarda quanto la fortuna in una medesima faccenda dà ad li huomini diversi fini. Voi fottuto che voi havesti colei, vi è venuta voglia di rifotterla, e ne volete un'altra presa.
Ma io, stato fui qua parechi dì, accecando per carestia di matrimonio, trovai una vecchia che m'imbucatava le camicie, che sta in una casa che è più di meza sotterra, né vi si vede lume se non per l'uscio: e passando io un dì di quivi, la mi riconobbe e factomi una gran festa, mi disse che io fussi contento andare un poco in casa, che mi voleva mostrare certe camicie belle se io le volevo comperare. Onde io, nuovo cazo me lo credetti e giunto là vidi al barlume una donna con uno sciugatoio tra in sul capo ed in sul viso che faceva el vergognoso, e stava rimessa in uno canto. Questa vecchia ribaldami prese per mano e menatomi ad colei dixe: - Questa è la camicia che io vi voglio vendere, ma voglio che la proviate prima, e poi la pagherete. - Io, come peritoso che io sono, mi sbottì tucto: pure rimasto solo con colei ed al buio, perché la vecchia si uscì subito di casa e serrò l'uscio, per abbreviare, la fotte' un colpo e benché io le trovassi le coscie vize et la fica umida e che le putissi un poco el fiato, nondimeno tanta era la disperata foia che io havevo, che la n'andò. E facto che io l'ebbi, venendomi pure voglia di vedere questa mercatantia, tolsi un tizone di fuoco d'un focolare che v'era e accesi una lucerna che vi era sopra; né prima el lume fu apreso che 'l lume fu per cascarmi di mano. Omè, fu' per cadere in terra morto, tanto era bructa quella femina. E' se le vedeva prima un ciuffo di capelli fra bianchi e neri cioè canuticci e benché l'avessi al cocuzolo del capo calvo, per cui la calvitie ad lo scoperto si vedeva passeggiare qualche pidochio, nondimeno pochi capelli e rari le aggiugnevono conle barbe loro fino in su le ciglia; e nel mezzo della testa piccola e grinzosa haveva una margine di fuoco, ché la pareva bollata ad la colonna di Mercato; in ogni puncta delle ciglia di verso li ochi haveva un mazeto di peli pieni di lendini; li ochi li aveva uno basso ed uno alto ed uno era maggiore che l'altro, piene le lagrimatoie di cispa ed enipitelli di pilliciati: il naso li era conficto sotto la testa aricciato in sù, e l'una delle nari tagliata piene di mocci; la bocca somigliava quella di {{{2}}} , ma era torta da uno lato e da quello n'usciva un poco di bava, ché per non haver denti non poteva ritener la sciliva; nel labbro di sopra haveva la barba lunghetta ma rara: el mento haveva lungo aguzato, torto un poco in su, dal quale pendeva un poco di pelle che le adgiugneva infino ad la facella della gola. Stando adtonito ad mirar questo mostro, tucto smarrito, di che lei accortasi volle dire: - Che havete voi messere? - ma non lo dixe perché era scilinguata; e come prima aperse la bocca n'uscì un fiato sì puzzolente, che trovandosi offesi da questa peste due porte di due sdegnosissimi sensi, li ochi e il naso, e messi ad tale sdegno, che lo stomaco per non poter sopportare tale offesa tucto si commosse e, commosso oprò sì, che io le rece' addosso; e così pagata di quella moneta che la meritava mi partii. E per il cielo che io darò, io non credo, mentre starò in Lombardia, mo torni la foia; e però voi ringratiate Iddio della speranza havete di ritrovar tanto dilecto, e io lo ringratio che ho perduto el timore di havere mai più tanto dispiacere.
Io credo che mi avanzerà di questa gita qualche danaio, et vorre' pur giunto ad Firenze fare qualchne trafficuzzo. Ho disegnato fare un pollaiolo, bisognami trovare un maruffino, che me lo governi: intendo che Piero di Martino è così subficiente, vorrei intendessi da lui se ci ha el capo, e rispondetemi; perché quando e non voglia, io mi procaccierò d'uno altro.
De le nuove di qua ve ne satisfarà Giovanni: salutate Jacopo e raccomandatemi ad lui, e non sdimenticate Marco.
In Verona die VIII Decembris 1509.
Aspecto la risposta di Gualtieri ad la mia cantafavola.
Nicolo Machiavegli"
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puravibenamastes-blog · 9 months
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Barbie marca gerações com busca por um padrão de beleza inatingível
A comissária de voo Natália Turri Facella, 37, é apaixonada pela Barbie desde que se conhece por gente, o que a fez criar e manter uma coleção com cerca de 50 bonecas. Facella já comprou os ingressos para o filme sobre a estrela da Mattel que estreou nesta quinta-feira (20) nos cinemas brasileiros. Leia mais (07/21/2023 – 07h00) Artigo Folha de S.Paulo – Equilíbrio e Saúde – Principal Pulicado em…
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guteaussichten · 6 months
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bcrude · 2 years
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Franziska couldn't help grinning at Mr. Crude as she anxiously waited to begin her special project to improve her grade in his class.
"You do know that you have a high 'B,' and if you do well on the final exam you're likely going to get an 'A,' don't you?"
Still grinning, Franziska responded, "I want to make absolutely certain I get an 'A,' though. Besides, I've been thinking a lot about this since the very first day of class."
"Seriously? You've been thinking of having anal sex with me?" he asked.
She giggled and replied, "Well, not just anal sex, but, yeah. Quite a few things. You might be surprised by some of the things I want you to do."
"Hmmm... this sounds very interesting!" he said with a smile. "Let's do your special project first and then we can talk about those things."
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divinecosmetic1 · 3 years
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