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Early the following morning, Tom was the first to force his eyelids open. The first thing his eyes saw was the heavenly beauty sleeping soundly to his left



Hung black guy and a pregnant white girl. I was sitting at home dressed only in my robe because it felt better not to have on tight clothing on, seeing that I was six months pregnant. My husband was off at work. His job kept him at work usually 70 or 80 hours a week
I led Jay down the short corridor, opening the bathroom door for him to see. It was neat and clean. Then I led him the next few steps to the bedroom. The door was open and he pushed past me. His shoulder and arm brushed across my chest as he moved through the doorway



A Memory of Pleasure and Abuse! I am in my early twenties 5'4", tall have long brown hair, blue eyes, and a little over weight what one might call ripe!. My breasts are 38DD. I tend to be a little shy when you first meet me, but once I get to know you my shyness quickly fades



Andre managed to run out of Jasmine’s house without drawing any attention. He continued to walk home to grab stuff for his history project with Lila. Even though they were done, he knew it’d be suspicious if they asked about it. He approached her house and rang the doorbell



I love phone sex. I cant even remember the age it started, but I do know, I was really young on the partyline talking to grown ass men. They had to know I wasn't 30 years old like I said I was. I probably sounded no older than the young teenager I really was
I'd never forgotten that moment with you, it's my last happy memory of us together. You and out in the night on the beach during that festival laughing and joking. Now I think and wish life was as simple and easy as that night, which is why I cherish it so



This story contains alien on human female sex. While this chapter contains straight sex only, it is building towards alien on human male intercourse which will be present in chapter two



Part 11: "Don't think you'll be able to break me so easily," Betty scoffed. Her pride was admirable, considering her position. We were in Elise's guest room and I had Betty tied to the bed with a bandana covering her eyes



The Interracial Sexual Surrogate This is a continuing story about a poor childless young black couple that desperately wants a child and the wife is unable to conceive



Author's Note: Fictional story of a VERY naughty wife and mommy. This isn't meant to taken as true events. It's a fictional story meant to entertain or even arouse. Are there women like Torrie in real life? Possibly. I wouldn't know for sure



I’d like to start by saying that my dad is an absolute asshole. I was born in a small town called Groundsberg, Connecticut. My mother was born there. My father was born there. My sisters were born there. It was very important to us at one point



I pushed him away from Donna and me, as I walked away he grabbed me and shook me and said "I didn't spend my time and money making you ours to you to just give it away to some random slut"
Now I've never been one to toot my own horn. There was never a need for it, but when a woman looks good, she should know it. And I look damn good. It seemed Christian had forgotten though. That would be my husband



Once we got back from shopping the days passed pretty normally, or at least how I figured they should have passed. Tracy, Shannon and I had made the rounds, going to art museums, resturants, and places we thought Shannon had never gone. The world seemed to be opening to her