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Murder on the Titanic
Joe Smith raced through the alleyways of Southampton trying to stick to the shadows and hidden entrances. Behind them was a large brute that weighed in at 300 pounds of pure muscle. Like a squirrel going up a tree, Joe made tracks up a fire escape, crossed over and made it to the other side. What they didn’t consider the fact that a second brute who anticipated the little detour was already on the other side waiting for them, and while he was waiting, began sucking on a lit cigar. The cigar when sucked on, caused the end to light up nice and bright.
Timothy E JonesPublished 2 years ago in FilthyThe President's Daughter
It's the next morning and it's time to get up for school. Seri sat up with a groan and stretched a little before getting out of bed.
Mackenzie101Published 2 years ago in FilthyReunited After 25 Years 49: Dream Come True
She opened her eyes to find herself lying on the sofa with a very worried Anton looking down on her. "What happened?" she asked weakly.
Angela Denise Fortner RobertsPublished 2 years ago in FilthyAre You Autosexual? Kourtney Kardashian's Latest Revelation
NOTE: Full disclosure - In the 21 seasons Keeping Up With the Kardashians was on the air, I never watched one episode. Not one. Ever. However, as a testament to the self-marketing genius of the head of the clan, Kris Jenner, I probably know as much about the Kardashian/Jenner love lives, fashion, and drama as anyone who has watched it. I take no pride in that acknowledgment.
Joan GershmanPublished 2 years ago in FilthyReunited After 25 years 39: Sex Fiend
It began as a nearly perfect Saturday. The sky was a beautiful shade of blue, and it was neither too hot nor too cold. Anton and Andrea spent a highly enjoyable morning together at the flea market, where Anton found some gardening tools he needed and Andrea found craft supplies. They had oyster sandwiches for lunch at a cozy little seaside deli, then went home and made love.
Angela Denise Fortner RobertsPublished 2 years ago in FilthyWhen Words are No Longer Enough
I tapped my fingers on the chair's cool leather and tried to absorb the therapist's words. In truth, he knew me better than anyone, and I felt no pressure to maintain appearances.
Reunited After 25 Years 48: Rainy Day
Anton and Andrea arrived back in Gloucester in mid-afternoon on a brisk, cool February day. Denny picked them up from the train station and drove them home. Then Anton went next door to pick Malinka up from Sally and Rick's house.
Angela Denise Fortner RobertsPublished 2 years ago in FilthyReunited After 25 Years 47: New Orleans
The motion of the train soothed Andrea, and she was napping on Anton's shoulder when it pulled into the station. Gently he shook her awake. "Wake up, Andrea. We are here!"
Angela Denise Fortner RobertsPublished 2 years ago in FilthyReunited After 25 Years 46: Breakfast In Bed
Snug in her husband's arms, Andrea fell into a troubled sleep in which she watched Anton and Sally make love, helpless to do anything about it. She awakened to the delicious aroma of cooking food, and a few minutes later, Anton appeared in the doorway holding a tray upon which sat two plates, each piled high with sausage, eggs, and the round, flat cakes which she called pancakes and Anton called blini.
Angela Denise Fortner RobertsPublished 2 years ago in FilthyReunited After 25 Years 45: You Can Be My Baby
As soon as they reached the house, Andrea went into the bedroom and threw herself across the bed, where she cried herself to sleep. When she awakened, she saw Anton was gone but that both vehicles were still there. With a sinking feeling in her stomach, she realized that he must be at Sally's house.
Angela Denise Fortner RobertsPublished 2 years ago in FilthyLove Toxic D**k?!
A BIG 2022 hello to all who read my blogs and continue to keep up with all that I do, YOU ARE APPRECIATED! It's been a long time since my last blog and for a while there, I thought I wasn't able to write another blog. I felt like I've used all of my ideas, personal experiences and notions on all of my previous blogs plus it's been years (not literally) since I've gotten a fan idea to turn into a blog so for the most part, I've been just re-sharing old blog links and hoping to gain new readers. If you've been following me on social media platforms such as Twitter, Instagram and YouTube then you're well aware of all the things I've been doing with Motherhood Sex Marijuana The Podcast and my own YouTube channel therefore you know I'm booked and busy but blogging ideas/story lines seemed to be a hard reach for me...until today. As I write this blog, I hope to provide some clarity for anyone reading this.
Wicked Sex
To say she loves sex, would be an understatement. It’s not the actual act of penetration that she loves so much but more the feelings and emotions that come from it. She’s a wild child, always has been. A risk taker, a lover of all that is raw in energy yet subtle to the touch. She is a pull my hair and slap my ass kind of girl. The one that loves a soft sexy touch that turns into a wild animalistic romp in the sack. She is an every day kind of girl. The one who gets excited visually and audibly. She is the one who can watch you walk across a room and get wet. She is not a plain Jane when it comes to sex. She loves a good game of cat and mouse. She has an imagination unlike most women. Her life without sex and the energy it brings is unfathomable to her. She is BIG on energy, BIG on foreplay, and BIG on the outcome for her partner.