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AN AFTERNOON OF PLEASURE AND DELIGHT I watch her as she comes inside from the terrace. The bright sun glistening on her long black hair is enhanced by the backdrop of the ocean and palm trees outside
Fbailey story number 539 I Caught An Exhibitionist I was out with my camera looking for some pretty flowers to photograph in my neighborhood. I am blessed with many neighbors that have green thumbs



Note: In the first chapter, mom and son gets it on. In the current chapter, the sister gets into the picture. All rights reserved. Copyrighted:damonhell aka kruz Chapter 2 My plans to deflower my sister is already finalised



Janet and I have been married three years now. We get along great and the sex is even better than great. Janet is rather a free spirit in the bedroom, even more than I am, I love it



My Story – the High School Years (Chapter 2) There went my baseball career. I didn’t even get a look from a scout. John knowing my career was over and kind of took sympathy for me. We started to hang out more. I even became friendly with Jen



In a daze, I stumbled up to my room, bikini held in my fist. I crept slowly up the stairs, trying to keep from attracting any attention. I winced as one creaked beneath my weight, pausing to make sure I hadn't awoken anyone, sighing as I heard nothing but the hum of the air conditioner
Gail Holmes “For God’s sake, I just wish I had your gift to look younger than my age, you really don’t know how lucky you are” “But Mum, I can’t even go into a pub, they always ask for some form of ID, it’s so embarrassing when I’m with my friends
The Ticket II The day of Revelation I was sitting at my Grandfathers desk when Raymond Shari entered Followed by an older version of him self. Who he introduced as Raymond Shari Senior. The Senior partner at the firm and my Grandfathers personal lawyer for the past thirty years
Josh entered the red room and saw why it was named so, all the furniture was red, the carpet and the bed, only the walls were painted white. Mistress Rose sat on the bed and smiled at him when he entered the room



There’s a little bit of me that wonders how far things can go. Mostly though I walk around fully anticipating that anything can happen. Seriously, the current situation is proof that you never really know what goes on behind closed doors. I don’t remember when exactly it started
I woke in an empty bed to the sound of water running in the bathroom. I stumbled out of bed and walked into the bathroom. What I saw held me spellbound. Lynn and Gina were stood under the shower, the water running off their glistening bodies



A guy and his.? (6) Surprises __________________________________________________________________ Jake dressed and followed an almost breathless Mary back to her desk. He watched her well proportioned ass bounce and twitch as they made their way there
“No mom I’m just a little tired. I’m just going to go to bed early tonight.” “Okay hunny but what about your homework?” “I don’t have any mom, good night.” I walked up the stairs tiredly. I had a long day at school. A lot of class work, high school drama. Fights



"Man is the only animal that blushes. Or needs to." -Mark Twain, "Following the Equator" *** The door was open when Peter came home that night. Inside, a wolf was waiting for him, although of course he didn’t know it at first



The deflowering of Jackie A week later..