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Hi,I'm Jay and I have a siting service,and I'm 16. One of my regulars called and wanted to know if I would sit for her.She has two girls,13 and 11.She pays good,so I told her "Yes".I wnt over and she asked if I could spend the weekend.The extra moneywould come in handy,so I agrred



Lots of magnificent and exciting sex like we used to have. Trim your pubic hair so you have hardly any
I woke up slowly. I turned to look at the clock and it was 5:00 in the afternoon. Fuck! I sat up and realized I had fallen asleep in my clothes on my bed. I swung my legs over and rubbed my head. I felt sore all over. I stood up and then sat right back down



Room Service I was naked on my back, rubbing my little clit, when the phone rang on the nightstand beside the bed. I reached out with one of my pussy juice soaked hands and snatched the cordless phone off of the receiver. “Hello?” I said breathlessly, answering
Cathy engages in a 69 and enjoys the toy I bought her. This led to a visit to the sex shop. Sunday morning we slept late and had brunch. Normally we would rush off to the shops but it was more relaxed this day. I was sure she was still thinking about last night. I know I was



She closed the door to the van and cleaned herself up, clearing away the sweat with wet wipes and brushing her hair out again. Putting her bra and skirt back on, she looked around before opening the van door


The truck approaches the stalled car. One more tow and he can go home to bed. It has been a slow night what with the rain and all. A constant steady rain, soaking, but warm. This lonely highway is awful dark and he switches on the powerful spotlights
Auteurs note: This site will not allow me to post smaller chapters of the story. That is why I put two smaller ones both here. I might do that again, as not to make the stories unneeded longer. The first is about Barbara and the second about the couple



First of all its FICTION Meaning none of it is real but I don't think its too far fetched but I'll leave that up to you. Second of all, this is my first Story so we'll see how this goes



Incestuous Bedtime Tale (An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Eight: Daddy's Incestuous Dream By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Vanessa Young – May 2056 I trembled as I came to my parents' bed
TARYN'S OTHERLAND: Chapter 12 The People move north along the western side of the prairie in the spring and back south in the fall. The People are nomadic by nature, following the great herds



I smile, fighting the urge to look up into his amber eyes as I hear him walk in. and close the door
This is the story of an Indian middle class family. Kumar, aged forty eight years is an Officer in a bank. His wife, Sudha, five years younger, is a home maker. They have a daughter Smita (24) and a son Sekhar (23)
Chapter 35 TRAINING PART 2 As the training went on, the girls learned the body language of submission. Twatsucker taught the girls the animal, instinctual signs of the submission of women - baring and offering the wrists, baring and offering the neck



She jumps a little as the engine roars back to life, the car carefully maneuvering around her as she starts to weep, her worst fears coming true