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Life is idyllic in the sleepy seaside town of Heaven’s Cove. The people are exceedingly friendly and helpful. One can get a friendly hello where ever you go. Just be careful if you bring your wife or girlfriend to this sleepy little town, she might never be the same after



My mom’s name is Helen and she wears the pants in our family. She’s 56 years old, pretty tall at 5 ft. 8 inches, pleasingly plump but trying to lose weight by jogging every evening. She has nice big boobs and a really nice big round ass



To begin this is a true story! This is when I was 13 and includes 3 other 13 year olds. Isabelle was a cute brown haired girl from chile with c cup boobs and sexy smooth legs and a tight shaved pussy. Zoe was a sexy red head with small tits and big sexy hips



Author’s note: This is a continuation of Cindy’s first story – Policewomen 5. Most of the same characters reappear. Having only ever had one orgasm in her life, Cindy’s friend suggests she sleeps with black men, hoping that will cause her to cum



Chapter 32 By the time Sara and I made it back to the hunting camp, the party was in full swing. Couples and groups were clustered about the clearing, and some amongst the trees at the edge, and everywhere were bare flesh and passionate cries



Jason Day had the most incredible blue eyes; kind and curious and with a lively sparkle. His blond hair was somewhat short and wavy, his face still had its childish roundness but gave clear signs of growing up, and his body was that of a swimmer; washboard stomach and thinly built
You know, my wife definitely is the love of my life. And beautiful! 5 feet 5 and blonde, I have always regarded myself as a lucky man. Donna has ALWAYS turned heads but I trust her 100 percent at least I used to
Yes People! FinallySOme Hood writing! Enjoy! My wedding day was just the month before I turned into "equal rights woman",meaning I did what men do all the time. I thought about me and no one else!



The bell finally rings. Physics class was over, and next was my favorite class of all Choir! Everyday, before going to class, I would stop in the bathroom to freshen up for my hot Music teacher Mr. Connor



Andrea sighed as she rubbed at her temple, every step through the chilly morning air was one away from the comfort of her own, loving bed. “Who the fuck..” She yawned, “Invented four in the fucking morning.



Things get wild in Africa. Pt 1. Back in the fifties and sixties, my father worked in Tanganyika or Tanzania as it’s now called



Guy How is the business of balancing the scales, it’s really good. Two weeks of some quick and hastily planned work that leads to a payday that will allow me to do something I love doing, stay at home and see the kids off to their first days of school
One night while living in Los Angeles, Laurel decided to walk home rather than take a cab. It was the wrong thing to do; as her husband sat at home, wondering why she was so late here is what was going on in the dark small room of a run-down hotel on Hollywood Boulevard
Think Before Blacking Your Wife by aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional story. Sarah and Ivan Thompson were relaxing on the couch watching television
I have been talking to my wife for months about swinging and she would listen to me and enjoyed the fantasy but left it at that. I was fortunate enough, that my gorgeous wife was very understanding to the idea of swinging and she herself would fantasies about it