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It was a Friday and Ms. Fitch was ready for the weekend. Making plans as she headed for her classroom
My Whole Family Needed Me 5 I fell into the room from the window. Three sets of eyes were fixated on my actions
We relax in the tub after our lovemaking. Once again, he wowed me like no other guy. He's sensitive, sweet, and well, he fucks me like he thinks I'm the Goddess of Sex. What more can a girl ask for? You'd be surprised. As we enjoy the bubbles and heat, we sip a bit of smuggled wine
My Friend Ted My gay relationships started three years ago.Then i was in the 9th grade.I had always participated regularly in the soccer matches.So i had thin but athletic muscular body. i had blue eyes,short curly hair and cheeks with dimples which attraccted many gals
Luckily, depending on how you see it, I was single and living alone when this happened. Its Saturday evening and after another 60 something hour week, there was only one place for me to go, home. I was so happy to finally walk through the front door



For thousands of years before western civilization invaded the American plains, its native people hunted the buffalo. Having only basic tools, the death of each animal was a battle hard won
“Yes, I have an appointment for tomorrow at 12; I was wondering if there was any way I could have that earlier?” “I’m sorry sir but we are fully booked for the morning
Katie was a striking girl; her face was very pretty, with green/gold eyes, a creamy complexion and full, pink lips. Her face was framed by layers of soft coppery hair which she kept shiny and healthy



again, this is not my story, i found it on another site “That would be so cool. I’ve beat off a lot thinking about doing shit with her. Wow, you mean mom would let us fuck her? Maybe even fuck her butt?” “My guess is yes



ABBY & THE CEO CHAPTER 6: ANOTHER FIRST DAY I was in the office early as usual. I was a nervous wreck the rest of Sunday after I left the Cornell’s home and the full implications of what had occurred over that weekend sunk in



BIG FUCKING DISCLAIMER: First, obviously, READ THE TAGS! If anything in those tags might offend you, don't fucking read this. Seriously. You WILL get all butthurt and want to bitch about how disgusting this story is. If you DON'T LIKE ONE OF THE TAGS, DON'T FUCKING READ THIS



Yukio's Adventures Part 2 **I want to take a moment to thank all the people who have taken the time to read my stories thus far and who have given me so much encouragement. Your PM's and comments really have made me smile when I didn't think I was doing that well
Fbailey story number 757 AUTHOR’S NOTE: I almost never write a story longer than one part. I have had many requests to do so. This may be my only time and as far as I’m concerned each part will be a standalone story



Mera naam Vicky hai. Ahmedabad k ek society mein rehta hun. Mere pados mein ek couple rehte hai. Bhabhi ka naam Bhawna hai aur unke husband ka Rahul. Bhabhi dikhne mein kafi khubsurat thi. Unki height karib 5.6 fts aur wazan karib 55 kgs, rang gehunwa(wheatish)


The Meeting’s over “The only table is up by the stage,” the cocktail waitress told me. “What can I get you?” “A glass of white wine,” I replied and headed for the table. My meeting was over, the banquet was done and I decided to have a drink and head for bed