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She was a manager and I was a supervisor for another department. Even though she wasn’t my immediate manager I went to her a lot for advice and instruction. Not only because she was smarter than my manager but, Jen was also more attractive
As Misty finished cleaning herself with her hands and mouth, I felt myself rise back up from the hot seen of her licking up our mess. Feeling my cock begin to poke at her, Misty smile “You really do recover fast don’t you… how about a shower baby?”
Sunday morning. Cold december. Pure perfection. And in my new home. Now, let me introduce myself. Im Mike, 18. I recently moved to my new house, its small but mine and i love it. I love books. Im ok looking, not so much defined muscles but im strong



I was painting my nails when my brother barged in. Normally he’ll knock first, but today he had a strange look in his eye. A look that suggested he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Of course, so far, no had never been my answer



country, sex slaves, camp orgy, vibrator, anal, cum bath ~~~~~*****~~~~~ CAPTURED IN AJIKISTAN 5 – NIGHTMARE ORGY A SHORT TIME EARLIER… The General Aamir ushered Sandy into the gigantic tent at the end of the de facto thoroughfare that bisected camp, dozens of tents ranged on either side



“Have Massage Table, Will Travel” reads the card of a man. Part 2 I'm in my late forties. Healthy and interested in staying that way. So I'm in good shape and like to ride my bike, walk, hike, workout at my home with weights, stretching and Martial Arts
Ch 2. Kiersten, knees brused from being fucked hard on the kitchen floor, face and mouth covered in her son in laws sperm looks up at her daughter Lauren with desperate eyes. Lauren is 5'2, shorter than her mom. She is skinnier at around 95lbs, with a similar figure as her mom



It is not mine. I thought this would be a good adition Meet the Jetsons Written by and credit to wickedlibra21 The house was quiet. It was almost always quiet now. Her children were gone, attending schools on different planets
.. I started doing little sexy things to get his attention. Mom (Lena) would get pissed and tell me to go get a bra on…or close your robe. Daddy would smile at me when she was not looking. When mom was gone to grandma’s like she did every weekend, …..oh my…



My name is Alyssa. I am 23 years old. I'm 5 foot with, blonde hair, around a hundred pounds, with size 36C breasts. For my size, my breasts looked really big! My friend works at a local restaurant and of couple guys she works with, detail cars



Car Trouble My wife and I were travelling down the freeway when our car started over heating. We pulled over and stopped, getting out to raise the hood. After a few minutes of watching the radiator steam, I started to wonder what we were going to do


Margie stepped out of the shower and reached for a towel. It was already 3:00 and Master had said he would be home by a quarter after. Saturday was their day and night together. Master went motorcycle riding with his club and she enjoyed some private time


We left Mike and Christy trying to re-coop from a morning fuck session. Christy daughter Kasey had come into the house making just enough sound to be noticed. She walked by the bedroom door saw them. She walked in and saw Mike’s now flaccid cock just in front of her mom pussy



Chapter Six “I don’t care.” Nicole told me bitterly as we neared room 203. “The cold sucks. It hurts my face to go outside. You’re defending a thing that hurts my face.” I grinned at her



The next morning we sat at the breakfast table with the rest of the Michael’s family, trying and failing miserably to look nonchalant. My hair was a bird’s nest. It hurt to walk, but given the pounding I got last night I was just glad to be walking upright. Brian fared better