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Me and My Step Daddy Jack: Part 2, The office party My step dad, Jack and I, we fucked a lot, A lot seemed little compared to how much Jack was fucking me day and night when ever he was free.. Tonight was his company's party
Hey there my name is Tom. I work in a big big building. 80 floors to be exact. I'm just another number cruncher. nothing important to my job. I'm twenty four, married to a gorgeous wife and i have a 2 year old daughter named Sandi



10 Billion Dollar Blowjob Ch 4 Original story by Lisa. Personally I don’t like institutionalized slavery, but this is Lisa’s story. There was one girl I really liked at the blowjob school Lisa had set up
Jacqueline LeClare, "Jackie" to her friends, stopped at the edge of the group of people massed around the swimming pool in the apartment complex
Chapter 7 It had been 4 months since returning from California and, although we weren't officially dating, Becky and I were exclusive. I must admit it was strange that I hadn't asked her officially, yet something told me it had to be done right and that required planning
“What the fuck?!” Looking back, Johnny Chinskinski stopped humping his Algebra I teacher, completely frozen as his principal stared at them with his jaw hanging to the floor. ‘Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit…’ was all Ms. Hempenov could think to herself



Shape Shifter It was the closing wekend of the old zoo, the end of a different era, where the animals were caged, or behind walls, chain-link fences, bars, or for the snakes & reptiles, even some bords, behind glass walls



My whole Monday was a disaster. I could not concentrate. Between thinking about the two beautiful women waiting at home for me, the Russian who had attacked them, and trying to figure out how to steal a body out of the morgue, getting anything done was out of the question



ABBY & THE CEO CHAPTER 2: THE FIRST WEEK When I got back to my apartment from work the next day, I powered up my laptop and checked my personal mail account. Wow, there it was! Really? One day? I moved the cursor over the email from ‘’
The day had not gone as planned. What should have been a day of leisurely barbecuing and relaxing had turned in to hell on earth
The two girls were giddy with excitement. Wendy was 15, slender with pert 32B breasts that she was very proud of. Brit was also 15. She was a little fuller bodied than her BFF, so she was more aware of the changes that were taking place in her body
You know how you have those days where you think to yourself, "I need to do something more exciting"? Well I had a lot of those days. Sitting around at home playing video games wasn't exactly the highlight of my life
Will was very unhappy when he got home. He made the mistake of walking. Foolish boy. It took him about an hour to get home from school if he walked. About ten minutes if he took the bus. "Shit" He moaned. He sat down on his steps and threw his bookbag to his side



He came. Hot spurts of jizz shot out of his young 9-inch cock, coating the underwear he had placed on the floor in white sperm. He panted, forcing himself to take each breath, for it was difficult to think straight with the massive amount of pleasure coming from his rigid penis
Denise made it back home the next morning. She had called in sick to work again from Ken's house. She walked into the kitchen and ignored Harry while she helped herself to a cup of coffee