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June 1, 2038 Dear Diary, I visited Factory O again last night. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since my last visit, when four girls worked my pussy raw. I got a new paycheck and decided to quench my thirst for another big orgasm (or maybe some more!) at Factory O

a few weeks since we last visited Les and his animals, but this weekend, we planned to spend all weekend with him, so early Friday night we got ready and set off, taking our stuff with us to use later on the weekend, arriving around 6 pm, a few cars in the drive told us things would soon get going

When you have two thriving businesses that require a certain amount of travel around the State, you get to meet some interesting people. I’ve met and had lunch/dinner with hundreds of people, but no one more interesting than Scott and his adorable wife Mary

Candice was a lovely girl who everyone adored for her good looks and more importantly her personality. She is a spontaneous and compassionate woman who always puts others happiness and emotions before herself

===================================================================================== This story is fictional; any resemblance to real life events is coincidence. I woke up feeling great. I could hardly wait to see what the day was going to hold for me

Lynn’s Diary: my travels down a road of sexual exploration… My mind is reeling; it’s hard for me to comprehend everything that happened last night. I’m lying here in bed, stark naked, and I’m not alone

--So how are you feeling? -- +Nervous. I can hardly sleep at night+ --Have you seen a dress yet? -- +Funny, you should mention that. Picked it up this morning+ --Tell us! Tell us! What is it like? -- +Well its white…+ --Most wedding dresses are, silly

MY SECRET LIFE BY WALTER VOLUME-1 Chapter XII I had now passed my twentieth year. The new servants were sisters (how many times have sisters fallen to me!); the eldest who was cook was named Sarah; the youngest, Susan. Sarah was about twenty-six, Susan nineteen or twenty

“Absolutely not, there is no way he can come and stay with us!” I shouted to my wife. “He is a convict, he is a criminal!” “Try to understand, please,” she answered with a soft voice, “he only was a teen when he made the wrong choices and this is it

Dear Diary . . . Monday, Daddy finally got me my own diary! Finally, I have a place where I can put down my thoughts on what happens during the day. Today was an ok day, but I am really looking forward to tomorrow. I go to a Catholic school so I am with girls all day long

I hadn't had a case in a week and the whiskey bottle was gettin' low

Harry As Harry stood in the line of girls in the hall, she made sure to keep her head high and her eyes defiant. She had worn her most vibrant dress, a navy and bright blue gown, determined not to be picked

Well I guess the best place to start is to give you an Idea of how it all came about. I just turned 18, Just brought my first car after busting my arse of at my job. I live in Australia so I finally had my freedom, It went down hill from here for a while

We had gone shopping and were in line behind a voluptuous but older woman who they chatted with briefly while waiting in line. She had a sexy southern accent and had on a tight skirt and button up blouse

After a hard days fun, we feed the guys a light dinner, and then Jim gave us his address, and to meet him there around 7 ish, He had made a few phone calls, and sent sms’s, Grant had also made a few phone calls too. so we knew things would pick up

I have changed the age of my Niece to be compliant with the rules. This also throws off all future timelines. I apologize for any confusion, however I hope you will understand

I had been on several gay dating apps and had realized that most of the guys were looking for hook ups. Not a bad problem when your 24 and just started coming out of the closet

New Jock Tales---Sophomore Year—CH 3—13” and a Ducati About 10:30 there was a knock at the door. “What the fuck” It was Mark Mattox, and he said he had a new deal for me, if I was interested. I said sure, but this deal had nothing to do with sex

We had first agreed to meet in a mutual location at a local coffee shop. We were both wary of meeting a stranger but we were looking for the same thing. She texted me that she was here. I look up at my phone and see the most beautiful blonde walk in the door

Rare Lascivious English Classic. this is a book written by an English gentleman of considerable wit, command of the language, and imagination of Rabelaisian order