Windmills 2.2
'Kiss my calves.' I did so. Worshiping the hard muscles and running my hands along her smooth, waxed shins. We repeated the process for her hamstrings and her quads. I could not get enough of her powerful legs. The large muscles and the perfect, smooth skin being the absolute quintessence of female power and my wife total superiority to me. 'Yes, we have definitely found your talent now...' She grabbed my hair and gently led me, crawling, over to the sofa, where she sat down, hiking her short skirt up as she did and pulling my face in-between her thighs. She let me get very close to her panties, before crushing my head, brining my advance to an abrupt stop. 'You want it do not you Smith. You want to lick and kiss my sweet sex. Oh God I bet you would give absolutely anything right now for me to let you kiss me there. Tell me.' 'Yes Miss Jones. I would give anything to lick and kiss your sweet pussy' 'Then beg for it.' |
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kiss
calves
worshiping
hard muscles
smooth
waxed
shins
hamstrings
quads
powerful legs
muscles
smooth skin
female power
wife
superiority
talent
hair
crawling
sofa
short skirt
face
thighs
panties
head
lick
sweet sex
beg.
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The plough girl - part six
We stayed talking until dusk, and then I lifted him back into the wheelchair, and set off for his apartment. "Olga," he said. "Mmh?" I answered. "Don't look back but we're being followed," he told me. I looked back. Sure enough, two guys were keeping station on us about fifty yards back. "Olga," he said again. "What?" "It's an ambush. There's another two guys up front, trying to hide in doorways. Leave me and run for it." "I'm not leaving you to get beaten up. That's my job," I joked. "Olga, this is serious. Four that I've spotted, and there could be others. And I don't think they're waiting to play patty-cake. Run for your life." No way. Plough girls aren't cowards. Gary had suffered enough at my hands, it was clearly on me to look after him. I wasn't going to leave him to the mercy of these four toughs. But I could see a way to even the odds a bit. I did a u-turn, and ran back the way we'd come. Clearly, the thugs weren't expecting me to run towards danger, so at first, they didn't know what to do. Ten seconds later I was in front of them. I kicked one of them in the head, which is a dangerous thing to do, because I could lead to a fatality, and the other one in the groin. He folded up nicely and I smashed my two fists into the back of his head as he went down. He hit the pavement, and lay still. By then, the other two had arrived, and I could see two more running towards me. This was good; two at a time is better than four at once. I left Gary and the two thugs I'd already handled, and met the first two before they could realise their mistake. I'm six foot three, and my legs are a lot longer than their arms. Which is just as well, because they were both armed with baseball bats, and looked like they were ready to use them. So I used the reach of my legs to kick one of them in the side, and there was a satisfying crack as his ribs broke. The other one swung his bat at me and connected. He hit my left shoulder, and my left arm went numb. But I grabbed his bat with my right hand and jerked it towards me. He had two choices, hold on or let go. Both choices were bad. If he let go, I would be armed and he not. So he hung on to the bat, and was jerked forward enough so that my raised knee could crash into his genitals. Strike four. The last two arrived, out of breath, and split up. One of them went for Gary, the other one pulled a knife and threatened me with it. So I picked up thug four and threw him at thug five, which I don't think he expected, and I followed up with a broken knife arm, so he dropped his weapon. A fist to the belly took him out of action, leaving thug six, who had wisely decided to make a run for it. |
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talking
dusk
wheelchair
apartment
followed
ambush
toughs
danger
fists
baseball bats
knife
run
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Price: 8.00 |
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Vicki's revenge
Bruce hasn't seen Vicki for 12 years, when she was 13. She's changed since then, changed a lot. She's now 25 years old, 6'4" tall, 225 muscular, solid pounds. Beautiful face, large breasts, Short wavy blond hair, piercing blue eyes. He asks her out on a date; two people who cause trouble in the restaurant, are waiting for them outside. Vicki disposes of them in less than a minute. The next day, Bruce watches Vicki in the gym. Then she challenges him to wrestle; reluctantly he accepts. Big mistake. She dominates him totally, with overhead lift-and-drop, bear hug and reverse head scissors. Finally, Vicki gets the revenge she's been anticipating for 12 years, as she puts him over her knees and spanks him. Tears of humiliation run down his face, but his cock is still hard, and Bruce loses control. |
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Bruce
Vicki
12 years
13
changed
25 years old
6'4" tall
225 muscular
solid pounds
beautiful face
large breasts
short wavy blond hair
piercing blue eyes
date
trouble
restaurant
waiting
Vicki disposes
less than a minute
next day
gym
challenges
wrestle
reluctantly
accepts
big mistake
dominates
overhead lift-and-drop
bear hug
reverse head scissors
revenge
anticipating
puts him over her knees
spanks
tears of humiliation
cock
loses control.
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Price: 8.00 |
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My Muscle Honey Bitch 2 (Vintage)
I love my Muscle Honey who is such a BITCH at times! She loves to dominate me with her muscles and lift and carry me around. She loves to back me into the wall and knee kicks to my belly. OOOO it hurts sooo good! Then she throws me on the bed by my hair and pounces all her 180 pounds of pure raw muscle on top of me and holds me down so i cannot get up. Hey guess what . .. I don't wanna get up! Won't ya cum and watch how bad she is!!! Ms. Blonde Muscle Power continues her total domination over her honey by pinning him down on the bed with her huge and powerful physique of raw female muscle. He cannot even move! She sits on his face with her hard humogous glutes. She then flips him over like a ragdoll and belly punches him , then it's body scissors from hell that will crush your ribs, and finally she pulls him to the floor in a crushing bicep head lock. She exemplifies Raw Blonde Female Muscle Power!!! |
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Muscle Honey
dominate
muscles
lift
carry
wall
knee kicks
bed
hair
pounces
raw muscle
180 pounds
pure
Ms. Blonde Muscle Power
total domination
pinning
powerful physique
female muscle
face
glutes
belly punches
body scissors
ribs
bicep head lock
Raw Blonde Female Muscle Power.
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Price: 8.00 |
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My Muscle Honey Bitch (Vintage)
I love my Muscle Honey who is such a BITCH at times! She loves to dominate me with her muscles and lift and carry me around. She loves to back me into the wall and knee kicks to my belly. OOOO it hurts sooo good! Then she throws me on the bed by my hair and pounces all her 180 pounds of pure raw muscle on top of me and holds me down so i cannot get up. Hey guess what . .. I don't wanna get up! Won't ya cum and watch how bad she is!!! Ms. Blonde Muscle Power continues her total domination over her honey by pinning him down on the bed with her huge and powerful physique of raw female muscle. He cannot even move! She sits on his face with her hard humogous glutes. She then flips him over like a ragdoll and belly punches him , then it's body scissors from hell that will crush your ribs, and finally she pulls him to the floor in a crushing bicep head lock. She exemplifies Raw Blonde Female Muscle Power!!! |
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Muscle Honey
dominate
muscles
lift
carry
wall
knee kicks
bed
hair
pounces
raw muscle
180 pounds
pure
Ms. Blonde Muscle Power
total domination
pinning
powerful physique
female muscle
face
glutes
belly punches
body scissors
ribs
bicep head lock
Raw Blonde Female Muscle Power.
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Price: 8.00 |
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Once Upon A Time (Part 2)
As we return to the real world, story writer extraordinaire Travis has big plans for his creation, the man-crushing Mistress Eleanor! That is until he realizes his computer is shot, and needs serious repair. Thankfully a store with computer whiz Jessie is nearby, who as she repairs his hard-drive realizes he's her favorite Amazonian author, unable to resist reading his newest story from his repaired PC (much to her erotic enjoyment). Unfortunately for Travis, an evening bowling session ends in a terrible beating from a vicious gang and its Muscle Biker Babe leader! Just inches from a life-time hospital stay, he's rescued by a blonde Amazonian beauty whose strength defies description, and whose muscles are unimaginably ripped and powerful! She then safely returns him home, giving him a very erotic muscle display, which due to his beating he thought was just a dream - that is until he returns to collect his fixed computer, noticing something very familiar about tech genius Jessie, her long blonde hair and her shapely, firm looking physique! |
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return
real world
story writer
Travis
creation
man-crushing Mistress Eleanor
computer
shot
needs repair
store
computer whiz
Jessie
hard-drive
favorite Amazonian author
reading
newest story
repaired PC
erotic enjoyment
evening bowling session
terrible beating
vicious gang
Muscle Biker Babe leader
lifetime hospital stay
rescued
blonde Amazonian beauty
strength
description
muscles
unimaginably ripped
powerful
safely returns
home
muscle display
dream
fixed computer
tech genius
long blonde hair
shapely
firm looking physique
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Price: 2.00 |
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