Carpenter Stories

I will never understand how some men simply refuse to eat a woman's pussy. I mean seriously, what straight man would pass up a chance to get up close and personal with the very core of a woman's body? The delightfully musky smell, the sweet honey that seeps from her flower, the wonderful feel and texture of her - at first silky and smooth, then swollen and spongy as her lust builds. The pussy was practically MADE for chow...

Long long ago, in a sleepy little kingdom deep in the woods, a lone cloaked figure came riding slowly into the village. This quaint village sat at the base of a very big hill, at the top of which sat a large imposing castle, which in turn protected the village. The village was quiet and dark and the rider was curious as to why. It looked charming enough, but there was a sense of foreboding and dread that permeated the who...