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A/N - It has been a long time folks, I've missed you all. I'd like to say a huge thank you for everyone who has supported me over the years. As I have mentioned in a comment in Part 8, I haven't been well for a while and have been writing sparingly over the past two years



When I got in my bedroom I reached under my bed and found my special collection that no one knew about, not even my friends. I pulled out the porn mags and looked through them and picked out a favorite. I put the rest away and sat on the edge of my bed
It was that time of the year again: the end of the year orchestra trip. This year, they were headed up to Boston for the music festival (that’s what they call the competitions). It was my senior year, and he knew it had to be the best one of all



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Fbailey story number 486 Spanking My Mother I accidentally overheard my mother asking my father, “Please spank me. You know how much it excites me.” Dad said, “I have told you a hundred times, no.” Mom asked, “Then fuck my ass, please
UNEXPECTED VISITOR PART TWO On that fantastic Sunday that Brett surprisingly arrived from Sydney, with all the excitement and action that followed, we both slept like logs
Le Petite Mort (the little death), Part II by PhyllisRoger A little story of the taboo that might have happened. With an Afterword. I knew my thoughts were naughty and taboo; Me thinking about sucking off Dad, and then maybe…just maybe…even more than that



Ashley. The 5’4” redheaded, hazel eyed, small titted (a-b cup) wicked witch of the west was the person we blindly agreed to hang out with for the next few weeks. Fuck my life



Disclaimer: For 18 and up. This is all fictional, nothing is real. Containes lots of sex, incest, ff, mf, mff, and more. Read on if you dare. Hot time, summer in the city. "You can't do that." She screamed. "I do what I need to do



Family Beach Party Turned X Rated Part 5. Re-Issued by xnxx gregorthegrant True Story, Cheating Author's infos Gender: male Age: N/A Location: N/A Introduction: Continuation of Family Beach Party Turned X Rated Now Family Beach Party Turned X Rated Part 5
Compared to what you might be accustomed to reading, I’m taking a different tack on incest. I’m going to recount an actual experience that was shared with me while in this lifestyle
Welcome back, readers! I know I left you with quite the cliffhanger in the last chapter, so I tried to get this one out pretty quickly. Just so you know, this chapter is very light on sex, being more focused on story development from the aforementioned cliffhanger



The next Saturday I was at Kelly's house early to help pack the car. In addition to my bag Kelly and her Mom had enough luggage for a month. Plus there were coolers with food and drinks. I got everything packed in the luggage area then hopped in the back seat. Mrs



Part IV It had been almost two weeks since I had last seen or talked with Elena. Even though I missed her a lot, I needed a break, maybe permanently, because deep inside I didn’t think that she was really the one for me. At least for any kind of long term relationship
Playing golf is one of my passions in life. I find it extremely challenging, and I'm a pretty good player