Consensual Sex - Page 153



It happened in the blink of an eye. We were at a training seminar in New York. We had seen each other throughout the day and had passed flirtatious glances and few a kisses at each other. As I entered the elevator there you are, looking oh so hot. “Going up” you say
an answer so I followed her out and down to the flats, we passed security desk on our way out “Tom this is Emily’s father, I’m taking him back to my flat until she finish’s in class and he’s staying for tea” Tom greeted me and said it was ok and he would tell Emily I was here when she came passed
>>>>>> We spent only a minute to enter the house and turn the alarm off. A few seconds later everything was in the dryer then I asked if she was hungry. “No,” she replied, “I had a huge lunch. I’m not used to eating that much
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My eyes slowly opened as I began to stretch, I felt exhausted despite sleeping like a log. I turned over and saw a site I would never get tired of. Her messy hair draped across her face, her plump lips slightly parted as a light snore came from her, it was music to my ears



"Do ya hear that ladies?" I yelled as the band was just finishing their set. "That's the sound of FREEDOM! My phone has not rang all night!" Kara rolled her big Chestnut eyes and turned slowly with and her teeth gritted to Ann and Sheila. "Yes, Layla, we hear it



Two days later. It was Tuesday night, I hadn’t gone to school yet this week. I was afraid to deal with questions from people who may have heard the rumors. It was a short week anyways, Thanksgiving was this Thursday. I was still staying with Mariola
Mixed Metaphors IV As Tony departed in a cab, Rebecca assigned herself to the drudgery all women hate. She was shopping, but not the type of shopping she did for hours, and then came away with nothing, she was actually going to bring clothes home to their apartment



adopted part 7 "And you say that Walter is still trying to initiate an sexual relationship with you?" Margaret asked. She sat with her notebook and pencil again, pretending to take notes. A day had passed. "That's right," Patty sighed


“Chris, we need to talk about this Roclef project.” That was what the fascinatingly sexy Fern Holte said as she walked into my simple corner office at 4:15 on a Thursday afternoon



RESTOCKING The Timswe people - for they were people in all but details of body, and though they occupied four worlds, not just that of Timswe - had known how to travel to other stars for many generations, yet had never done to



"I am so foolish" she thought to herself as she attempted to navigate the parking lot of the packed gym. She had been taken in by the slick sales pitch and a certain amount of self loathing that made her a prime target for people selling gym memberships
Big girl pussy and little girl pussyall in the same day. HERE KITTY KITTY by JackassTales After throwing a few bales of hay to the horses, I turned back into the barn. I nearly fell when a yellow cat scampered under my feet



Note: If you want sex right away, read on! if you want a huge backstory first, read part 1: the story only named "mom's friends". -- Brad woke up first with the biggest morning wood ever