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Thanks for all the advise you have offered. I have tried to do better. I have read lost of stories on here and know that I don’t do as good as some and better then others

Its 7am on a Saturday morning a few weeks after part 1 of this story and my wife and daughters are just about to leave to setup and attend a baby shower for a friend of ours

Sophie is a high powered executive who makes decisions that impact the lives of her staff and community every day. When her husband, John, has some problems she does what comes naturally, deciding what is best for both of them. This is a four-part story

Kal was a panicky wreck by the time Gerda brought them back up onto the trail not far from Ikuno's pool. He had failed to realize that, even though Gerda 'flew' through the stone at a good pace, the trip back to Ikuno's cave would still take nearly a full hour

As we rode past the dark outlines of old barns and sleeping fields I looked to where I would have seen the mountains in the distance and saw nothing but blackness and brought my attention back to my immediate surroundings that I could see

Italian Fantasy **Italy, night time, outdoor cafe. The street is dark, save for the lights coming from the cafe.** My fantasy begins with me walking up to where you are sitting at one of the tables, nervously looking around and occasionally checking your watch

It was cold that night, very cold. I didn’t dare move. The heat my body made couldn’t last much longer in the depths of this Indianapolis night. I heard someone saying it was going to be negative twelve

Fbailey story number 410 My Tree House When we were younger my father bought an old farm and he converted one of the extra bedrooms into a playroom for my sister and her doll collection. Whenever I played in there with her it was under her rules

I sat around my lunch table facing all my friends from last year. It was the first day of 10th grade for us and everyone was busy talking about there summer vacations and what they did. Just catching up

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Part 7 Ginny ran out of Luna's house quickly and made her way down the path towards the local village. She needed some time to think

Late 2018 Mike Pompeo arrived in Beijing on a special kind of vacation reserved to the men of his status and connections, which needless to say were numerous and well maintained

A man leaves the house-warming party downstairs and goes up to his bedroom for a break. Though a break he won’t get

WHORE WIFE THE BURNING QUESTION – AM I, OR AM I NOT: She rang the doorbell of the Beverly Hills Hotel suite and waited, looking gorgeous, voluptuous and ultra-hot in a small, tight, molten gold party dress that was meant to drive men crazy

Fbailey story number 360 Anyone Want A Molded Chair I made a mold of my wife’s butt. First I did it in plaster of Paris and then I had her sit in it. I had shaved her pussy bald and oiled her butt with a release agent. The plaster cast looked great but what to do with it

After that last night at work, I couldn’t bring myself to masturbate, all I wanted to do was to fuck those girls again, but what really got to me was what Ashley had said, “Next week, we’ll do something different, maybe we’ll all take it up the ass