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These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

Looking down my chest, seeing those lovely legs each hidden by a stunning piece of leather. Following them up, from the inside of the leg. Feeling my imagination stretch out as each leg was encased to well past her knees. By the time flesh and leather meet I could feel the waves cuming from her hips. Looking down on me, running her hands all over her body. Tussling her hair, sticking tight against bust line, cupping each one of those double D’s. My heart was in my cock just from this view of Heather. Read more »

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

“Being a sub is not always a bad thing” I was going though the checkout line and smiling cuz of the outfit I had gathered so far. As the stuff was being rung up my heart did a double thump at the price. “One hundred third sex sexton’s” just to clarify. My heart was in my throat all this for two pieces of clothing! One blouse, one skirt and nothing else… Swiping the card. Praying that it would work. “Thank you for your purchase” as she handed me the receipt.
Now as you can imagine after paying two hundred fifty one sexton’s for footwear and now over a hundred and a half for this I was a wreak. Glancing at my watch, wondering how long these stores are going to stay open for that is after he makes me return every item. My stomach is queasy butt I told him… Instantly reverse! I smacked into, into… Read more »

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

Holding my breath while telling everybody to have a glory hole of a time while on La Mierda. Wanting to touch myself in all this confusion. Chewing on my bottom lip till, till…

Slipping my arms around that waist. Pulling Heather against my cock. Whispering into her sexy ear, “Can I have you right here.” Watching as her entire world was shrouded in darkness start to cum to light. Read more »

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

“Sam what am I going to do” shutting my eyes as the feel of her breast! Those double D’s that sounded my cock, that were urging me to explode all over that pretty face. With a lick of her lips Samantha lifted her head and took in my head!
Watching that wild spark as it flashed in her eyes. As her tongue slide its way under my, my “Oh fuck” I gasped! Read more »

Several of you have been looking for the first 10 episodes of Wet Dreams University. Once this series is over, story 300, I will repost episodes 1-10. Thx you for your reading and understanding

Dream Master

“Wait Ang.. wait, what do you mean this is the final game” chasing after Angie up the stairs seemed like a sexy thing to do. “And no final interporn with Marty? Cum on” listening to clipboards clatter to the floor as the ascension reached its peek.
Tim stood there with his super hard-on, eyes on Clarissa’s tit’s and ass. “Wow..” was all he said not even realizing that his clipboard lay on the floor.
Pinning Clarissa against the wall. Clearly a million things running through her mind. “Yes just like us (listening to Clarissa gasp as Angie gripped her left tit) with finals this season is cuming to a close” clearly from the expression on her face there would be a lot less clothing.
The gasp as Angie leaned in, her free hand covering Clarissa’s cunt. “So it’s time to..” listening for the guest.
“Rachel.. the Ice Banger” came the call from Robin.
“Pay Rachel a little bit of..” bowing her head. Locking onto Clarissa’s left tit, running her lips over the areola right to the nip.
“Fuckkk” Clarissa shuttered not even sure what was next. Feeling the white cuff’s of Angie’s teeth closing around her nip. Pulling Angie off before her teeth could get locked on, “After the show” kissing her deep. “I need to great the Ice Banger then” that name sent chills up and down her pussy.
“Cuming all over your screen this is Love Note. With your fuckable hostess, Clarissa Love” switching camera angle as Angie filmed. “Today we have the goaltender from the Ice Slammer’s, Rachel Ice Banger” leaving her name with mysterious origins. “Do you..” Clarissa started the interporn without a pause.
Wiping her mouth after ambushing the hostess. “Love Note.. Mmm, I would like to leave a few love notes on..” watching as Clarissa was fumbling for something to say. “..your flesh” now Rachel new who she was dealing with. “No fillers, all natural.. Mmmm” knowing that this Clarissa had no where to run besides in her arms.
Wanting to get more out of Rachel butt feeling her subservient side pounding. “Can we start with hOoow.. you” Clarissa was violated. Thrusting her hips forward as the twin digits sunk knuckle deep in her tight pussy.
“Yes” allowing her lip to catch Clarissa’s ear. Looking for the top of that little appendage even before the s was complete. “Butt (seizing Clarissa’s ass with her hand) first I would like to..” leaving this pause as a means to suck on the top of the ear.
“Grabbing ahold of my ass won’t..” that shaky queasiness that always followed anything new took Clarissa by surprise. “Yesss..” she moaned now unable to control her own breathing.
“Ice Banger came from my..” Rachel’s hot breath washed over Clarissa’s ear sending chills down her body. Jerking her hand butt the difference was Rachel had hooked her fingers. Catching Clarissa’s pussy off guard as her shocking orgasm grew. Pressing her fingers up against the forward wall, taking long steady strokes.
“What is happening?! My, my Ooooh shit I’m cu..g ” raced through Clarissa’s mind butt nothing could beat a orgasm. Flexing her hips, “Fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm Ooo yesss” fumbled from her lips.
“I shall put this game to..” Rachel began now forcefully pounding Clarissa’s cunt. “Mmm, you are more resistant then I previously thought” looking down at Clarissa’s hand as it locked on to the Ice Banger’s arm. Shifting her grip, no longer obsessed with the triple S butt now just wanting to see how much reporter could actually take.
Already short on breath having Rachel Ice Banger’s arm across her throat only made Clarissa’s clit hum. “Ooo.. Ooooh y..sss pound Mmm Mmmm” unable to think much less to finish that question. “Oooo..” tightening up her stomach. “..fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm..” as her hips recoiled.
Forcing Rachel’s fingers back to the forward wall. “Oh yeh you..” just as she was saying that Clarissa squirted all over her. Looking down, seeing the cum dripping from the bottom of her tit’s, feeling it run down her legs. “You are a bad girl” Rachel snarled. “Butt I like.. bad dirty girls” leaving that wet mess of a slit behind. Now with two well lubed fingers and a willing ass the Ice Banger gripped Clarissa’s hips. Pulling her forward while still holding her against the wall with a arm bar to the throat. “We shall see..” plunging twin digits into Clarissa’s asshole.
Grabbing Rachel by the head, drawing her in for a forced kiss, hoping for one more arm shift. Pressing their lips together. Banging her ass back and forth at the slickness of the two fingers probing her asshole. “Yes.. Ohmifuck” struck before Clarissa could seal up the kiss.
Having Clarissa’s asshole clamp down on Rachel’s fingers got her wet butt having Clarissa rim her own asshole brought forth the first orgasm of the night.
Pushing Clarissa against the wall as Rachel stepped back. “You.. you” trying to gather her thoughts butt the Ice Banger’s body only wanted one thing. Shaking off the effects of the orgasm. Seizing Clarissa’s hair, pulling her in. “Make me cum again and I’ll give yOoou..” having the air driven from her lungs was not something new to this goaltender butt on a pusscast.
Flexing her hips in response, wanting to feel something anything against her slit. “Oh Ooh Ooooh..” clit against clit as one raked down. The other thrust up. Grabbing ahold of Clarissa’s hips, rocking with them as each tingle became the beginning of a orgasm.
“Do you want me to finish you” Clarissa mumbled between the mauling and molesting of those lips.
Shaking her head yes was the best Rachel could do. “OooOoooOoooo yes yesss OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm..” trembled from Rachel Ice Banger’s lips as they both climaxed at the same time.
“Wow this is going to be good” Angie’s camera was trying to get every angle.
“So how did you get the name Rachel Ice Banger” Clarissa asked while straddling Rachel. Still gently rocking against her cunt, flicking their clit’s not near enough to cause a orgasm butt that was always on Clarissa’s mind.

“Butt.. butt.. … ….” Clarissa’s face said it all as her Vibralink read those vile words, update. “What happened to my.. no, No, NO!” Finally the screen shot a message, one in which would give anyone indigestion. “Unknown time till update will be complete” as the update bar still was at zero.
“Need this done butt” then it hit Clarissa. “Vibralink lab.. well maybe not the vibra butt definitely a computer room.” Leaving her Vibralink to the mercy of the .cum goddess she was off.
Looking down at what she had on, “Mmm, not much I’m afraid” as her silk and lace pj top ruffled in the wind. “Butt (running her hands down over the bottoms) it’s to late to go home and” the wind, her hands and the material made her so wet. “It’s late hardly anyone will be in there” psyching herself up as the cum ran down her leg.
Peeking in the window, “Now I feel like a peeping Tom” unknowingly touching her throbbing pussy. “It looks like everything is clear” looking in the door, Clarissa’s finger slipped inside her wet slit.
Feeling just like a Kitty Thief Clarissa padded across the hard carpet floor. The hiss of the door behind her, the “Bang” as the door sealed itself shut made Clarissa jump.
“Ok, ok now just look there is nothing in hear butt yOoour..” now twin digits squeezed in the slit as cum ran down the rest of her hand.
Reaching out for something to brace herself. “Oh..mifuck” Clarissa’s hand gripped the softness of the wall. “That feels like..” with the sensation of tit’s playing through her mind. “Ok.. now all I need..” pausing as a orgasm bum rushed her body.
Seeing a computer staring at her, knowing in just a few more steps Clarissa would be able to finish her report. “Butt..” her hand started at the top of her ass. “Just one then I must..” butt the triple fingers plowed into her thoughts. “One in my ass..hole will Ooooh fuckkk” Clarissa’s body began to twitch.
Trying to take a deep breath seemed like a luxury butt one that was worth struggling for. Even as her knees collapsed on the hard carpet. Bent over still with three pumping her pussy and two taking her dirtiest dreams to new heights. “Mmm yes, yesss.. yesssssssss” thinking the feel of a tongue is just her imagination.
“Fuck Mmm.. the feel of a tongue right nOoow is.. is” Clarissa’s hips bucked to complete her massive air humping orgasm. “OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuck Mmm Mmmm.. I can’t believe that.. … OooOoooOoooo” using her arms to brace herself on the floor as the licking had transcended her clit, pushed past her cunt and now probed her asshole.
Feeling the hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks as the tongue plunged in further, deeper. “Why? Why does all this, Oh fuc.. Mmm” not able to control her own imagination. “I must make it to..” reaching behind her. “Okay Clarissa see there..” gripping hair, short curly hair. Butt the angle of the face and the pressure of this new grip. “OooOoooOoooo fuckkk!” Echoed in that room as the dirty orgasm claimed it’s continued victim.
Grinding her head, “I think this is a girl”, into her ass crack. Working her, “Short curly hair butt just long enough for a female”, mouth over Clarissa’s pussy.
“Yesssssssss this.. this OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk” loosing all hopes of controlling her own orgasms much less the ‘ass’assin who is causing such face fucking orgasms.
Panting at the end butt quick enough to seize the culprit. Pulling that short curly hair up to meet Clarissa lip to lip. “Thank you” was muttered out as their two tongues clashed. The taste of her cum still lingered on the ‘ass’assin’s tongue butt the dominance of Clarissa’s kiss subdued any hope of a surprise orgasm.
Sighing a long delightful sigh as her Beta Pie Beta apartment door closed behind her. “Dam even my tit’s are still so sensitive to” Clarissa was not teasing her breasts butt cupping them. Pulling on the nipples stretching the areola while still fantasizing about that chance encounter in the.. “Fuck! I was supposed to get (shivering as her imagination took over) online” hanging her head for the briefest of seconds. “Butt I could go back and..” even as she was talking to herself both nipples were getting rock hard, Clarissa’s pussy was awash in cum for one more encounter.