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t for lunch and a afternoon of fun and fucking with a new guy at a motel not too far away, as luck would have it, I also had been talking to a lovely slim lady on the net who was looking for some extra sex, in a 1 on 1, so I set up a meeting with her for the same after noon, so we could use our home



Thnx for all your support. I am continuing my most exciting life story. I hope you all will like it too. So there I was making love first time ever, TO A GIRL, TO MY MOTHER. And the best part was neither me nor my mother felt guilty or embarrassed



When I was 18 years old, my friends persuaded me to join an "adult fun site". Back then, it was a joke, and everything seemed extremely fun at the time. My friends and i would chat to other horny women, and laugh at what they responded to our dirty talk



To fully understand the sexual and emotional rollercoaster I went through during this story, I recommend you read “Dad’s Ex” before reading this one
Amber had been seeing a guy for eight months now and was really enjoying herself with him. He was so nice and so great to just sit with and talk over a cup of coffee with



______________________________________________________ It was about nine o'clock on a quiet winter evening



Harry walked round the school the next day, whistling a happy tune to himself. He was thinking about the night before and his new women… yes, they would be very happy with any of his new arrangements



WARNING: the following story contains themes which may be sensitive to certain people. If violence, rough sex, coercion and blackmail make you uncomfortable then this story isn't for you. Karen is a 24 year old single mother



I started working for a very large resort and spa as a pool boy while waiting on my massage therapy license
a few weeks since we last visited Les and his animals, but this weekend, we planned to spend all weekend with him, so early Friday night we got ready and set off, taking our stuff with us to use later on the weekend, arriving around 6 pm, a few cars in the drive told us things would soon get going



My name is Josh but everybody calls me J.D.. I'm 16 and Caucasian but one of my grandmothers was Japanese. She had my mother when my grandfather was in the Navy and stationed in Japan. She was 12 years younger than Grandpa and they were never married



2 Michael’s first objective was to get a few of the pictures in Kathy Thompson’s hands. After that was accomplished the rest would be easy. He went to the church and took the envelope with the pictures out of his pocket. He was not worried about the pictures being traced to him



This is my first story ever written. :) Hope you like it The first time I saw him he was in jeans and a baggy t-shirt. He’s crazy curly black hair seemed literally uncontrollable. He was a lot shorter than me, although he looked a lot older. I couldn’t take my eyes off him
Mindy stood quietly in the hall outside the hotel room door. Her whole body was quivering, in anticipation or fear she didn't know. After almost a year of interaction over the Internet she was finally going to meet him, her Master
Nicole and I had dated in college. It had been a very up and down relationship. We had both just gotten out of a relationship at the time and she in particular was reluctant to put her full effort into the relationship for fear of getting hurt