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SOLUTION – Part 2a HIS WIFE IS ACCUSED OF BLATANT SEXUAL MISBEHAVIOR In the bar at the back of one of the hacienda’s huge, opulent living rooms, Raul Cortez was mixing drinks for he and his cousin, Don Francisco Ramos, the richest man in Mexico, and one of the ten wealthiest men in the world

**The following story is a DD/bg story about consenting adults who are not related. This is actually a bit of a fantasy story for my Dom. P.S

LAST TO KNOW, CHAPTER FIVE I thought I was dreaming. My cock was hard and something was griping then releasing it. I slowly opened my eyes and realized I was not dreaming. My hard cock was still wedged in the cheeks of Beth’s ass and she squeezing them together then relaxing them

On my way back from the shops one morning I happened to notice a sign on a lamppost advertising the race for life where women run a mile in aid of breast cancer

The Past As an only child, with neither the guidance or example of older siblings, nor the responsibility for younger ones, you learn to be self-reliant and to enjoy your own company a lot of the time. Some kids create a fantasy friend with whom they can share “being alone”

The Naughty Mother Chapter One: Alicia Anderson wondered what it would be like to have a young stud to fuck her regularly. It seemed that every married woman in the world was having an affair these days except her

"It's time Amethyst" he said softly as he first stroked then pinched her right nipple sharply to wake her up as she slumbered, curled on his lap with her head resting on his shoulder while the limo sped through the countryside

LAST TO KNOW, CHAPTER FIVE I thought I was dreaming. My cock was hard and something was griping then releasing it. I slowly opened my eyes and realized I was not dreaming. My hard cock was still wedged in the cheeks of Beth’s ass and she squeezing them together then relaxing them

Bill walked into the lounge to find his wife. He was a little confused why she left him a note under the windshield wiper of the car to meet her here. This was the fanciest hotel and restaurant in town and they have never been there before

I woke up to the most wonderful feeling that morning. I looked down at the blankets and saw a lump. I felt my sister’s lips wrap around my cock under the blanket. She was bobbing her head up and down letting her tongue explore. I held in moans so I could let her have her fun

Venessa stared at her hand holding the lever. She could hear the freedom cries of all f the creatures. "What did I do?" she wondered to herself, "Zombies, goblins, orcs, ghosts, a boogeyman!" she whispered

JINGLE JANGLE Zach was on the interstate, making his six-hour drive home from college for the summer

We pull up outside her house. I get out of the car a hurry around to the other side to open her door before she can. “Will you ever let me do that myself?” she asks. “Not as long as my legs work.” I break into a big smile. Marcie smiles back

This is my first venture into this type of writing. Any constructive criticism would be appreciated. The intro is a bit lengthy, but this is also the first episode so its important. Enjoy. Samantha. That bitch. That beautiful blue haired punk bitch

I know everyone has, at sometime, thought about fucking their daughter. Most people don’t act out the thought but keep it in their head as a fantasy to be used as and when they feel