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I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off. I thought that blake ran off home after what happened. Blake had left his sweaty gym clothes on the bathroom floor. I picked up his blue hanes boxer briefs. i looked inside and there was a dried cum stain inside

Tina awoke with the sensation of a cock sliding in and out of her pussy. She slowly shook her head from left to right. Then, finally, she opened her eyes and stared up at a large, sweaty body. The groggy teenager had no idea who this guy was at first

It was Wednesday when I saw Nate again. He looked like he was in a good mood. I debated talking to him, but I decided against it. I didn't want his friends to ask questions. I went about my business at my locker. I was about ready to head to class wen Nate approached me

Monique was on knees sucking on Juan's dong the kinky latina with the huge tits & ass was now a sexslave to her well endowed 23 year old son she was deepthroating the penis like she had done many mornings before

The Education of Mrs. Jones (Part 1) Lydia Jones stepped out of her beige Camry, tucked a loose strand of her sensibly cut brown hair behind one ear, and hitched her purse onto one perfectly straight shoulder blade

Basketball practice had been called off because a pipe had broken and flooded the gym

*IMPORTANT* This is a new account for superkev123, I can no longer access my old one, so I am re-posting all my old ones here, and will also be uploading new ones. There was a soft knock at the door

The time remaining to study did not go very well. I had a hard time concentrating on the material even though it was simply a case of memorization. Most of the time was spent trying to find a comfortable position that would rest my still shocked and quite sore pussy

Lamentations of a PSO I mean, I do this for a living, you know? Don’t get me wrong, it can be fun, in fact, it’s mostly fun. But there are some days, and some callers, who drive you absolutely crazy

I was born a year before World War 2, my life from the start was not to healthy, being pushed from pillar to post from day one, Okay there was a war on this was expected of children living in England at the time

Fbailey story number 643 Mom Sat On My Face There I was under a sofa with Mom sitting on my face. Her hairy pussy was suction cupped to my mouth. Her large wet hole was over my tongue and her womanly fluids were flowing into my mouth

The Preacher’s Daughter When I was a kid I had always heard that the preacher’s daughters were always the worst girls in the congregation

This is the sequel to “Lyn's sex education”. I suggest that you read that first. On Saturday morning I woke up with three naked women in our bed. My wife, Irmeli was pressed against me on one side and Lyn was pressed against my other side. Helen was on the other side of Lyn

The world was swimming around me. The force of the blast had blurred my vision and I could hear bells ringing. As I climbed out of the wrecked humvee, all I could see was smoke and dust

The Chauffeur (#20) The Return of Jill By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 Chapter 1 When I woke up Sunday morning, my mind was filled with excitement and hope. Today is the day my Queen is scheduled to come home. However, I woke up much earlier than I needed to

“Come here boy, lets watch some movies with mommy.” Janets voice was commanding and Milo knew he had no choice. His mother sat perched on the sofa with her morning coat loosely tied

*IMPORTANT* This is a new account for superkev123, I can no longer access my old one, so I am re-posting all my old ones here, and will also be uploading new ones. Chapter 12 I blinked a few times, laid out on her body, not entirely sure if I'd been conscious this whole time

I returned to the cabin to help Laura clean up the mess that Bear had made in the living room. I stoked up the fire and started burning the plastic bags, the towels that we used to clean the floor. Both of us worked feverishly to get the mess completely cleaned up as well as possible

A couple hours later, Jeff returns. He hands me a large yellow envelope. I open it up to find a new passport, social security number, ID, and a prepaid phone. I open up my passport and see a fairly recent picture of me. The name reads “Oliver Lucas Porter

A Lesbian Rape Chapter One I sat in the back of the seedy run down bar. I was scanning for my next victim. The bar was full of rough looking people, dock workers, construction crews, and few biker types. This was my kind of bar, but I was not looking for a rough type tonight