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I was beginning to think I wasn't very good at the business of collectables



Jason Day had the most incredible blue eyes; kind and curious and with a lively sparkle. His blond hair was somewhat short and wavy, his face still had its childish roundness but gave clear signs of growing up, and his body was that of a swimmer; washboard stomach and thinly built



Ellen was a good girl. She came from a good home and attended church every Sunday. Ellen was a perky 16 year old cheerleader with a nice body and a wonderful personality. She had everything going her way until one fateful night when one wrong decision made all the difference
You know, my wife definitely is the love of my life. And beautiful! 5 feet 5 and blonde, I have always regarded myself as a lucky man. Donna has ALWAYS turned heads but I trust her 100 percent at least I used to



Robin Red Breast My sister Robin is a gorgeous girl. She has a beautiful face, long blonde hair to her ass, and a figure that is absolutely outrageous. For a fourteen-year-old she has that Marilyn Monroe look with hips, tiny waist, and big tits. Honest to God she wears a 32-H bra



Hi my name is nathan and I'm a teenage man whore. It all started when I was sixteen fun right? horomones pumping, partying with my friends, girls everywhere and not one was intersted in me



Ebima sat in his worn chair facing his desk, clenching his hands in undiluted fury. He willed himself to remain still, pulling every meditation ritual known to him to the forefront of his mind. He had known this would happen
Short Tail I had just finished another argument with my mother over me not finding a wife and providing her with grandchildren. We've been having these arguments once a week now. Before, it wasn't so bad. She'd get on me about not having a wife and children every couple of months



Owning a Dominant Bitch By: Rebelman Chapter 1 My first three year of high school could have been better. I was a pudgy boy and only five foot nine inches with a pimply face
EVERYONE IN THIS STORY IS EIGHTEEN YEARS ARE OLDER. I couldn't wait to get home. This was the second anniversary of my wedding night. Our first anniversary wasn’t significant because I was still in college, working two jobs, and I had very little money
I wanted cock and I wanted it now. My husband had died and try as i might I could not live without cock but I didn't want the complication of a relationship - I just wanted cock! I signed onto an adult web site and changed my profile



May screamed and squirmed all over. She was stuck in the water with thousands of tentacles around her. The tentacles were wrapping around her making her unable to move. They were ripping off her clothes and cupping her breasts
There I was, laying on my back as Tom straddled my chest and fed his flaccid cock into my willing mouth. I picked up my head to be able to suck him into me. I actually sort of liked the softness of his cock in my mouth like this
I was at work, approximately 30 minutes from the end of my shift, when I got a call from my sister, who had a date that night and needed a babysitter



Boy in the Bar. My name is Benji and my Dad owned a bar a bit like the one in ‘Cheers’ – quiet and discreet. Tucked away below street level in a quiet part of town. We had a select and regular patronage that made it very profitable