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I am still not sure how I get myself in to certain situations. I know that I have a very deviant side to me that lacks a moral compass. Maybe someday I will have to see someone about that. Being that it's summer and boating season is upon us, I am a much happier camper



The Swing By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2018 Victoria and I moved into a gated community very near to Disney World in the Orlando area several years ago. We moved here from the Midwest following my transfer due to a promotion at work



In Your Dreams “I had a dream about you last night” I looked up and across the table into her spectacle framed green eyes. “Really?” She had slightly, although somewhat pleasantly, surprised me with her declaration as she sat down to drink her coffee and light a cigarette



I woke up early the next afternoon to my phone buzzing from a new text message. I remembered the events of last night in a dizzying flash and I quickly swiped into my phone, eager to find out which of my two little sluts it was from



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John Mitchell was very excited that tonight was Halloween. He loved all the sexy costumes girls found to wear for the holiday. Especially the younger girls, the ones that could cause a world of trouble for a man in his early thirties



Marie (1) Marie had shoulder length brown hair, was less than five foot tall and had an innocent air about her that I found really appealing. When she was embarrassed her face just looked so angelic and she would flush bright red, looking at the floor



How her kid brother got involved We continued fucking and sucking for the next month…probably at least 3 times a week…and she was getting DAMN good at it, and we were starting to get a bit relaxed and safe I guess…because we got caught



I was trying my darnedest to suck my little sister’s tits, but it was proving to be an exercise in futility . She was bouncing wildly on my lap, and I couldn’t keep ahold of them



“Hey loser,” Ken says as he shoves me into my own locker. “You’re such a fucking sissy. You know that, right?” “Good one, Ken!” Weston says. “Why do you guys always have to pick on me?” I ask. Ken goes to hit me and I cower



This is a different kind of write up. I thought this would appeal to some people as change is always nice. This story involves an interview related to one of my older stories. I sat down and interviewed my friend
With Wrestlemania 17 quickly approaching angles had been set up to heat the big main event up between The Rock and Stone Cold. Stone Cold Steve Austin’s True Life Wife, Debra McMichael was signed by Vince as The Rock's Manager..
From back when I first started jacking off, I always ate my cum to keep my mother from finding stains in my bed. Getting hell about it once was enough to make me careful, not stop. I tried to catch it all in my hands and then lick them clean
Hell Hath No Fury… Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, so the saying goes. But in this case, hell hath no fury like a man with a gun pointed at his face when his only focus in that of protector



“Give it to me! Give it!” Marnie screamed, throwing herself at the door once more as Milo tried in vain to get some studying in. Things had calmed down for a bit after Julia had attacked him, it always seemed that way after a woman had succumbed to his curse