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I took one last look in the mirror as John’s car pulled up outside. I think I looked kinda special, and was sure it was going to be a special kind of day. I had my hair dyed red, a perfect match for the new black and red basque I was wearing
Edna is a shapely woman, commonly referred to as thick. It’s what Adam would call her whenever they’d step out for a date. It’s what her friends would purr at her whenever she’d get ready at one of their apartments when going out clubbing
Ben opened his eyes and jumped out of his skin. He frantically searched for his alarm clock and realized it was almost six o’clock. The party was already well on its way. He hopped off his bed and ran to the closet, pulling on his swimming trunks and a fresh t-shirt



After our mother cleaned her wedded children of the residue from their marital union, I released her of her duties and she left the room. I spent the rest of the day in bed with Dana and she alone tended to my needs
Payback I was setting at home one night in late September when the phone rang; it was Doug, a friend that I had gone to school with who had moved south after he got out of school



For the past five years, I’ve been consistently laying down the pipe for my aunty Ellen. I’m currently 25, and she’s currently 55



-- Monday When I got to school on Monday, it was a pretty normal day, I thought. I was wearing a red plaid dress and a white blouse. It was a pleasant enough day for mid-September; in the low 70s and partly cloudy. It was two weeks into my junior year. My name is Karen



“God Damn It Karen! I am so fucking tired of this shit!” He screamed at me again. “Why every time I go anywhere on business…… no, anywhere, do I have to deal with this shit when I come home?!” “Just tell me what you did while you were there!” I screamed back at him. “I told you



Dressed in my school uniform, I walked across campus toward the front office. My thoughts were on that black room where I was a sex goddess



We landed in Cancun. Me and Violet walk through the airport and get through customs and all that TSA bullshit. When we get to the resort, we are greeted by Jacob. He's my best friend and the reason I'm even on this trip. "Hey Luke!" He approaches me with and we hug each other



Once Dan and Liz returned from their honeymoon, they settled into the life of newlyweds in the 60's. Liz kept the Apartment in order while Dan worked at a local tractor factory. Liz would always have dinner ready for Dan at 6p.m



It was the day after school had ended and my friend Xavier and I were hanging out at his house. I had known Xavier for years
When I got home, I sat down on my sofa to relax. My ass was still dripping from the reaming I got from Max. I looked into the corner where I stored all of my dildos. Somehow, they just didn’t seem to be all the inviting any more. Now that I had been fucked with two real cocks



We got out of the shower and I had Liz dry me off. She gently ran the towel over my arms, shoulders and chest, staring at my body the entire time. She moved her way down my body eventually moved to her knees
The Medical Alternative Kaylie was a bad girl. Often she was in trouble as a kid. Her parents always thought she would grow out of it, but things only got worse when she hit high school. Now she had barely graduated