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I woke up around 7:30 Saturday morning feeling happier than I could ever remember! I had managed to find Samui at the party and we fucked until she fell off of me in a deep sleep right after she finished Cumming
This Story is the second of the Trilogy of…The Boys & a dog at Play. I hope this part is enjoyed as much as the first part… Three weeks had passed since Matt and I had enjoyed each other along with Boss the dog. Since then Matt and I had spent more and more time together it seemed



Morning rays through a huge French window fell on my face, my right arm out of my blanket and on my torso
Dear Diary, I was looking at this hot chick with a huge rack at my Denver High. I walked the halls to try to get a bit closer to her, I couldn’t hide my boner, it was bulging right out of my jeans. I walked like a cripple for a while until I turned the corner



As Chelsea lay in bed with us, something awoke inside of her. She no longer wanted women her age. She wanted them young. She wanted teenagers. The thrill of being the first for someone was overwhelming



It finally stopped raining around 6 a.m. on a Sunday morning. I sat up to look around. I was in a park just blocks away from Disneyland. I stood up to stretch until my chest decide it had other reasons as to not to. I looked across the way to see a convience store open



===================================================================== Diamond’s POV: ===================================================================== Heath just left and he wanted us gone



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
We stood there just staring for ages. I couldn't believe my eyes, my best friend jack was standing right in front of me
He pushed it in me. I know this is a stupid way to start a story but you got to give me a chance ok. I promise it is important to the story. Stick with me ok. First things first. My name was Christian and what I was doing right now was right. I am well aware of that
Last One To Know, Chapter Nine Tammy, Beth and I had set for hours and listen to Dad share some of the pain and despair he and Mom had gone through growing up. Mom was still setting on Dad’s lap with her arms around his neck



Nicole’s parents could no longer control her and gave her the option of moving to her aunt and uncle’s farm to get her away from the bad influences in her life or go to juvenile court



I couldn't stop thinking about the spanking Judge Cooke had given me ? My little butt was so sore, but I desired more. Did everyone have these desires, locked deep inside of them? I desired more
I must admit. When my husband started talking of another man fucking me I was appalled. I had never thought, even imagined, that I would ever fuck another man


Late Seven By Systematic Sandy wanted to get laid. I could tell from the looks he was giving me, his body language. It had only been a week since our sleepover, but he was getting impatient