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Mistress Lindsey was sitting in her large comfy chair, and as was usual for a Friday evening when I was with her, I was on all fours and she was resting her feet on my back



Lesbian. Virgin. Nymphomaniac. Seemingly eclectic, all those words could be used to describe Barbie Lez. But the word most often used to designate this tight-bodied eighteen-year-old was hot. And sometimes even fucking hot! But Barbie did not care about her appearance
TARYN'S OTHERLAND: Chapter 7 The inevitable morning surprise finally arrived. The hide door to the shelter was stuck by the arrival of a fresh, fluffy 6 inches of snow



This story does contain both Straight and Gay situations. If you do not like it leave, if you dont mind, Enjoy its hot It was a cold winter morning when I woke up. I woke up with a raging hard on and couldn't function without doing something about it



Part 3: The following days blended together into a nonstop sex romp. If I wasn’t having sex with Ashley, I was sodomizing Jill. We always fucked in Ashley’s bed, Jill getting off on her daughter’s scent with Ashley’s panties stuffed into her mouth as a gag


In the summer of 1998, I had the camping trip that would change my life. I jumped out of bed and crept downstairs, while still adjusting my glossy brown eyes to the brighter hallway. "Mornin', Noah." mumbled Dad, who also had just rolled out of bed



"So, did you like my pussy?" whispered 14-year-old Katie, with a sleepy smile. Scott softly panted, eyes closed. He stroked Katie's just-fucked cunt as his heart beat like a jackhammer. His head lay on her young chest, his shaggy hair flopped over her breasts



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CHAPTER 9 We walked into the big eat-in kitchen and ordered our breakfasts from Janet. Mamma and Mother were there seated at one of the smaller tables off to one side. Taking the bull by the horns I walked over, said “Good Morning,” and turned to Mamma



The most amazing sexual thing happened to me when I was 19 years old. It was 1972 and I was living in upstate New York while I attended college. A XXX theater was opening in my town which, at that time, was pretty liberal for the day
How Traditions Start – Part 14 An original story by Starrynight. The heavy door to the house swung open and Presley walked in, carrying a large duffle bag. She looked around, smiling to be back at her parents' house, and put the bag down with a thud. "Hey, I'm home



It all started on a Friday night after getting home from work. I had just graduated college, and was working at a local restaurant delivering food. It was around 10:30 PM
I awoke on the couch with Adam snuggled on top of me, I was a bit groggy from the sex last night, but I was a virgin that was too be expected. I looked around and I couldn’t find Jason, I guess he got up before the rest of us and went back to sleep in his room
The fog had rolled in thick earlier that morning but cleared out into a pleasant afternoon on the central west coast, with a low sun spreading a soft array of dim yellow stars falling faintly like snowflakes, shattering through the forestry surrounding the house



Tim grinned as he set up a surprise for his pretty little slave. She knew he was in the hotel and would be visiting him in about a half hour. He chuckled as he organized various tools of the trade for use on her body