Stephen Shearer: 619 books

She stands in profile, unaware that I watch her. Her belly swells with life. Her breasts are full of milk. See her secret little smile. The light softly falls upon every lovely curve. Her hand lightly caresses herself. Does she know that a naked, healthy, beautiful, pregnant woman is perhaps the most...

Welcome to Just Plain Weird. I have over 100 photos from around the world and around the net showing some of the wildest and most wonderful and wackiest situations seen somewhere in the world by somebody and caught by the eye of the camera. There is something for everyone in this volume from the “awwwwww” to the “WTF!” Be aware that this volume contains adult material.

Welcome to Just Plain Weird. I have over 100 photos from around the world and around the net showing some of the wildest and most wonderful and wackiest situations seen somewhere in the world by somebody and caught by the eye of the camera. There is something for everyone in this volume from the “awwwwww” to the “WTF!” Be aware that this volume contains adult material.

She hovers over me, a sheen of light sweat moistening her cheeks and brow. Her eyes glow, reflecting the moonlight that seeps through the curtain of her hair. The hair that hangs down brushing my brow, brushing my chest, creating a softly glinting tunnel that shares and molds the privacy and intimacy...

She hovers over me, a sheen of light sweat moistening her cheeks and brow. Her eyes glow, reflecting the moonlight that seeps through the curtain of her hair. The hair that hangs down brushing my brow, brushing my chest, creating a softly glinting tunnel that shares and molds the privacy and intimacy...

She hovers over me, a sheen of light sweat moistening her cheeks and brow. Her eyes glow, reflecting the moonlight that seeps through the curtain of her hair. The hair that hangs down brushing my brow, brushing my chest, creating a softly glinting tunnel that shares and molds the privacy and intimacy...

She hovers over me, a sheen of light sweat moistening her cheeks and brow. Her eyes glow, reflecting the moonlight that seeps through the curtain of her hair. The hair that hangs down brushing my brow, brushing my chest, creating a softly glinting tunnel that shares and molds the privacy and intimacy...

One is absolutely wonderful. She excites me and thrills me. BUT! More than one is over the top. Everyone’s dream is to be surrounded by nubile flesh, scintillating curves, pink tips and juicy depths. The scent is overwhelming. The touch is beyond compare. My mind reels with sensations, so many beauties,...

She hovers over me, a sheen of light sweat moistening her cheeks and brow. Her eyes glow, reflecting the moonlight that seeps through the curtain of her hair. The hair that hangs down brushing my brow, brushing my chest, creating a softly glinting tunnel that shares and molds the privacy and intimacy...

She teases me. Oh Wicked Wench, you tease me most delicately, yet most powerfully. You draw my eyes, you reach for my touch yet nimbly step aside as my fingers graze your warm skin. Your smile invites me, your eyes glow with amusement, your breath gently skims across me. I ache for...

She hovers over me, a sheen of light sweat moistening her cheeks and brow. Her eyes glow, reflecting the moonlight that seeps through the curtain of her hair. The hair that hangs down brushing my brow, brushing my chest, creating a softly glinting tunnel that shares and molds the privacy and intimacy...

She teases me. Oh Wicked Wench, you tease me most delicately, yet most powerfully. You draw my eyes, you reach for my touch yet nimbly step aside as my fingers graze your warm skin. Your smile invites me, your eyes glow with amusement, your breath gently skims across me. I ache for...

This is where we receive our first nourishment in life. This is where we learned love and caring. This is where we found that someone wanted us. Later in life, this is where we found desire. This is where our first fumbling attempts at intimacy occurred. Now she teases us with just one. She...

We arrogant males often times forget that we are only half of the sexual equation. While we are far more visually stimulated than our lovely lady friends, the ladies have their desires to see as well. Presented here are 100 versions of the “Rod of Power”, the “Handle on the Whip”, the “Snake...