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Fbailey story number 682 Free Balloon Animals Perhaps I need to start out by telling you something about myself first. I make animals out those long skinny balloons

Subject: I Meet Beca I stopped my bike and planted both feet on the ground. Approaching me was a young jogger. The girl had a sweat band around her head, her hair in two braids and a smile on her face. Her sweat soaked t-shirt was plastered against her two perfect mounds

The comment section has been restricted to members only due to the spammers and other idiots. Please feel free to PM your comments to me. Lucky Mann Edited to meet the new age rules. My First Lover I was a sixteen-year-old high school sophomore in the Spring of 1964

So it was winter and it was snowing since last 3 days continuously. I and mom were stuck at home. I am Mark and I am 18. My mom is 40. She is a clerk. I had always admired her. She looked kinda sexy. It had been 3 days since we were stuck at home and we had nothing to do

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

I hurried up the stairs to your house, braving the cold and the rain getting wetter with every step. You opened the door and the house is warm, always beckoning for me to come in and take my clothes off. You are shirtless and look ready to devour

I know it's been a long time since my last story, and I apoligize, but here's something I know you'll enjoy! Part 1: That fluffy tail in my face was familiar, sweeping against my nose over and over again, smelling like dust

Back at the table, Nyoto had rejoined them and all were watching intently. “What’s a test of character?” asked Jonas in general. Nyoto answered under her breath “a whipping.” “A real whipping?” Jonas asked disturbed looking at his son on stage

Barb and I were at Rooster Rock and had walked down to the far end of the beach where there is a small bluff between the beach and the woods. There is an intermediate level partway up the bluff where there is a wide step that is great for providing a small amount of privacy

My name is Andy, i enjoy being single because that means no obligation to stick to one pussy, i love having fun and nothing will jeopardize that not even having a girlfriend. Am 5.5FT tall with black hair and a sexy eyes as i was fondly told by girls I’ve been with

I had worked at my job with this big, well known company in Rochester, N.Y. for twelve years and had worked my up to department manager. I was told that I would be allowed to hire a junior manager to work the job that I was just promoted from. That was great

I was starting to have difficulty sleeping again. It was bringing back bad memories. On more than one occasion, I would have a nightmare about having to tell Molly what I did to her, only this time she knew, but just didn’t want to hear it

ned a good knowledge of their workings, I also fixed the neighbourhood kids bikes, their parents seeing me later to pay for any new parts I got, it came to pass I had half a dozen pushbike’s in the garage that my two had grown out of, I didn’t throw them out as they would come in handy for grandkids

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

Her hair was like spun gold. Her eyes held pain and joy in them. When she smiled at you it was like the two of you shared a secret. Every movement she made was delicate and deliberate; just the way her wrist arched as she picked up a pen was beautiful. I couldn't help but watch her