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Itchy Hand

‘Daddy, can I give you a massage?’ ‘Sure.’ I replied while lying chest-down in the bed, back completely sore after six hours of uncomfortable bus ride. Without looking at her, I just tilted my head across the pillow and felt her hands on my back, applying pressure at random places. ‘Dad, your shirt.’ She had…Continue readingItchy Hand

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Outcall to the Steps

You might call it a coincidence, when I bumped into my next-door-neighbour at the void deck, both of us drunk to the point we couldn’t hold our heads up. While it was a rare occasion for me to get drunk, it was a fortnightly thing for her, to arrive at her doorstep and bang the…Continue readingOutcall to the Steps

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Just Daddy and Her

‘Do you have to? I’m going to have a long day at.. haaa.. haaa.. at work dear.. ‘ Ignoring his retherotical question, Renee continued stroking the dick that was before her while watching (and feeling) it grow in size, almost separating her index and thumb that were touching each other. Only a few months have…Continue readingJust Daddy and Her

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Perfect Lie

Having fallen asleep on the couch after coming home drunk, I was definitely shocked when I was awakened by a pair of hands stroking my mysteriously-erected dick. All I could think of was ‘who’, as my vision was obstructed by my ‘smelly (blanket)’ which had covered my eyes. The three people staying in the house…Continue readingPerfect Lie

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Unplanned Journey

Like a clueless doe wandering into a field of hungry lioness, the momentary pause-in-time duly portrayed the temptation of a young, fresh piece meat. The way she turned heads, could only be described by how (quickly) iron-fillings react to a magnet in its midst. ‘这里有人坐吗?’ Translation: Is anybody sitting here? Once I shook my head…Continue readingUnplanned Journey