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My names Jeff I'm 14, let me start by describing myself, I have a dark Sicilian tan, I'm about 5'10" 150 lbs, really short dark brown hair, wide shoulders and I have a 8" long and 3" wide shaved circumcised cock
As I came from work I was tired but highly aroused by the text I had received from my husband in the early afternoon. All it said was “Get ready for a hard night



It had been a couple of weeks since Mary and I started seeing each other. We had actually started going out as a real couple, not just fuck-buddies



Robin bit his lip as he stood shivering in the cold, clutching his pen and sketch pad close to his chest. He’d been stood out in the cold for over an hour alone, stood tight to the securities metal railing to ensure he would have the absolute best spot



In my high school, the most beautiful girl was Maddie Olsen. She had lost some weight recently and shown everyone how attractive she really was. She was pale with Full C cup breasts and a round apple ass



the party, sorry you have to be a sub to understand)! She was a very young looking girl although we were told she was definitely id checked and over 19years of age, I saw the Party Organizers take a couple pics of her id as they always do but I didn't think she looked like she was older than 16



London. So beautiful at night. I stood staring out my hotel room window at the magnificent view. From here I could see Big Ben. It was stunning. My dad was in his hotel room down the hall. He had planned this "daddy/daughter" trip to London in an effort to keep me his "little girl"



I am Sarah, of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. And I love having sex with an audience



Part 3 of 3, final part. Please read the first two sections before this one, as it will clear things up, and make most of you appreciate this more. Thank you. Jon pulled into the driveway of his parents house
This happened back when I was 18 and I would describe myself as slim with black hair, my height is 5' 2, I'd say my best part of my body is my ass nice and bubbly, my dick size is average 5in
Lars Pollack was the only son of two prominent scientists. His parents had high expectations of him therefore he was a model student in school. He was a member of several professional organizations, and extremely shy



"Its good that you have apologised but I think I should apologise too" He said "Apologise for? " "For what I am going to do right now!". My robe fell down from my hands as he pinned me against the door
Story by: wolf1 That was this summer. I had very long relationship and last year i got ridden of it. So I sex occasionally wit various girls till then. One night this September I was very very tired of everything



Birds of a Feather, Chapter 6 (Better than I ever expected) Note: There is a new character in this chapter. Her name is Amie. This is a real person, not the person described in the story but she does exist
Sophie sat in the lecture theatre, pen in hand, scribbling notes as her lecturer Dr Tim Spencer finished up his lesson on testosterone