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The Fairest of Exchanges. One good turn deserves another. In the bedroom that might translate as ‘one good sucking deserves a muffing’. I enjoyed this fairest of exchanges again just this morning

Healing a Wounded Warrior Chapter 1: The Secret Program Short Description: Memorial Day is a United States federal holiday which occurs every year on the final Monday of May

I am not a tall athletic guy, nor am I a rich guy, nor am I extremely self-assured or suave. What I am is about 5 foot 7, decently in shape, just coming into my late 30's and reasonably well into my career in loan origination

I was sitting in my recliner chair with a football game on the TV when I started thinking back seventeen years ago to my first frat beer blast sex party. I had gone to college at South State University. I had never been away from home for more than a couple of days at a time before

Ash looked himself over in his bedroom mirror critically, finding himself oddly self-conscious about his looks. He had been texting Laura all throughout the day and they had agreed that dressing pretty casual would draw the least suspicion, so he had

I had moved into my apartment earlier in the summer after I found that my high school crush, Jessie, was the rental manager and would be my next door neighbor. Some time after that she had dumped her boyfriend because he didn’t like kids. Jessie had a seven year-old named Emily

stroked my cock back into life until I came over the girls faces while they were kissing each other they then lapped it up and played with each other we all ended up in the same bed all night stroking licking sucking and fucking I left for my cabin in the early hours it was time to depart the ship……

*All fictional characters in this story participating in sexual activity are at or above the age of consent* “Why would you say something like that?”. I stood there with a pretty dumb look on my face after hearing Rachel tell me my first wife had to be one of my sisters

It was nine thirty. He had parked in s spot shadowed from the parking lot lights by a poorly trimmed tree. He mentally went over his preparations. Chloroform soaked cloth in a zip lock bag on the seat beside him. He verified that by touch

Jennie was lonely. It had been such a long time since she had been with a man, she could hardly remember when. Not exactly young any more at thirty six, her real problem was the one hundred thirty pounds she had gained in the past ten years

This is the story of when I gave my first ever blow job to my then-boyfriend. We were both 16 and had been together for 3 or 4 weeks, and although I didn't feel comfortable enough to offer him my virgin pussy, I certainly begun to wonder about experiencing the physical side of love

In answer to the requests by some of you to know what I looked like back then-I had long, curly brown hair. I was in good shape from soccer and track, and I did sit ups and push ups every night, so I had a flat stomach and strong arms

A little about myself first of all; I,m not gay, and i think theres nothing wrong with homosexuality. I prefer woman and did in the past have bi encounters. I think sex is how great you can make your partner feel,no matter what sex they are

Jennie and I lived about six miles outside a very small village in Western North Carolina near the Smokey Mountains. Calling it a village was generous as it had about 75 residents, a gas station and a convenience store. This village was as far away from everything as you can get

Halloween tales: Daemonium Exmortis Danny Rich was a nerdy young man from south carolina. He was a college student of science. That was until he met a girl named Akira. She was a half Japanese american born girl who was a local