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The hotel room door opened and she walked in…looking lovely as always. She’s a flight attendant and I see her whenever she has a layover here in town

Sprite hadn't forgotten my surprise. As Sprite stood bent over legs spread there swong a simple white string swinging carelessly from her anxious rosebud hole. Not only that in the dim light of the hotel room something glistened and glinted from inside of her pussy

The wedding Here comes the bride should be here cums the bride – well that was how my wedding was. Supposedly the best day of my life – well I will never forget it – put it that way. Everything went perfectly – up until just before the wedding

It’s Friday night, my friends are at parties, movies, or other places. And where am I? Rehearsal with An hour left. I just wanna go home! I've literally been sitting in the music classroom behind the stage for 2 hours. It's SO BORING! At least Sam is here. Sam

Daddy loves his boat. Sometimes we thought he loved it more than Mommy and me. It is a 34 foot Chris Craft. He bought it new about three years ago and keeps it in a slip in Mission Bay. He named it 'Hubby's Hideaway'. He tells everyone about it

Mr Brennan sighed. He was working late again, forced to supervise a senior's work on his end of year assignment. To be fair, he really didn't mind all that much. The kid, Joey, was a real looker

"Damn it mom I don't want to go!” I shouted through my bedroom door. "I don't care your father and I are going away and you are going to your grandmother's!” my mom yelled at me from downstairs. At this point I was extremely angry, slammed my door, and threw myself onto my bed

i was standing on the cobbles outside your door in the fading evening sun. I had just come cross town on a sweaty tube train crammed next to noisy bankers and scary hoodies and so it was great to just stop for a moment in the silky evening river breeze that ruffled my shirt collar

Disclaimer: This story contains incest, bestiality, rape and a lot other nasty sexual activities and is a complete work of fiction

As the 28yr old brunette was sucking life back into the old man’s cock, a tear rolled down her pretty face as her thoughts traveled back… Her neighbor, Dave, was a fairly nice looking guy and had a really great smile

Ellie’s POV continued: I am standing here looking at my son and my the two that are like daughters to me staring back at me with a mixture of confusion and disappointment. Karen and Lil Heath are admiring the picture. “ See Heathie this is my daddy

My love of Glory Holes started while I was still married my ex was in the military and based in Germany. The other wife’s were great and we had a Fantastic social life especially when the men were away on exercises or deployments

Head spinning Anna wakes up, opening her eyes slowly she groggily tries to remember the previous night, slowly her surroundings come into focus as she realises all she’s wearing is a torn and stained wrap around dress

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism Chapter 10 - Power and Lust Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author The end of the feast was called

It fascinated her that such a thing could create life. His was laying off to the side showing a peek of what lay beneath, it looked like a fuzzy peach. Curiosity drove her to it and something else she couldn’t explain

“Riley, I’m so jealous of you,” Danielle said as she lay on my bed looking up from her phone. “I’d give anything to have a body like yours. Just look at your fucking tits. They’re huge

Hi guys, First time publishing a story here so please comment. Enjoy. It was just starting to turn dark while I was driving upstate with my parents and siblings in the car

This is how it all stared with the five horniest women I have ever met.. This girl Marie who was my fuck buddy introduced me the her friend the preachers wife, Pam.

Teacher's Pet Moving and having to transfer during your senior year of high school is quite difficult to do

St. Mary’s Cemetery was a beautiful old graveyard with rows and rows of fancy monuments and statues. There was no doubt that most who had been buried here had led successful lives. The mausoleums were numerous and the grounds well kept