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The jet left Baltimore International Airport on time at 3:45 PM on Thursday, it was a flight that had very few passengers for such a large aircraft, but passengers had been light since the bombing of 3 aircraft in London last week
A Titman Turning Forty. It was the last game of the NBA finals and it was my 40th birthday.And my wife Barbara, a college english teacher,was off to teach a night class at the local community college.She was a very popular instructor there, legendary really
Pickup Mystery Part 2 Cindy had been a casual pickup that became a hot one night stand for John, but after she was gone there was a real emptiness in his life
Norma’s Secret Life Chapter 1 Posted: May 05, 2003 - 12:00:00 am Norma was born on a farm to very loving parents



Chapter 4 We eventually got up and made breakfast. Julie, of course, stayed naked while I put on a pair of boxers. Julie was fairly quiet during breakfast which is unusual for her. I asked her, “Is everything all right, Jules? You’re kind of quiet
SIGMA LAMBDA ALPHA PHI - part 2 By Sir Jake Daily Routine As I look back on it, I realize the hardest and most satisfying moments of my introduction into the D/s life came during the late fall semester of my freshman orientation period
Loving Cousins This is my first story please be kind but also somewhat firm in your criticism. This story is a work of pure fiction. It involves two teen cousins. Dont read if you're offended or it's illeagel to view such materal
So you lay there draped across me, exhausted for pleasuring yourself. You turn your head towards my neck and start kissing. The soft embrace of your glorious lips sends chills over my body. You scoot yourself forward until you feel my bulge press against your clit
Captain Beckinthwaite's Bride. I'm Captain Thomas bloody Beckinthwaite, from bloody Yorkshire and I don't give a bugger what you bloody think because I bloody speak as I bloody find
Chapter Forty-Three BROCK The Terdini village was gone. The imperials had burned it to the ground while we were away. As I stared at it, I was glad that they had. Seeing it empty when it would never be filled again would’ve probably broken me



CHAPTER 2 It had taken me almost an hour but I was almost to their neighborhood. I was terrified the whole way that someone would see me, but I should have known better. Everyone in this neighborhood went to bed at 10
Mesmerised The cool damp sand spread under my feet and a fresh sea breeze blew through my hair as I ran down the beach. Way off in the distance a small lonesome figure beckoned me to join it. Fascinated I ran down the beach toward the stranger



After my first time with Brandi and Heidi i was sexually obsessed. Always sizing up girls and guys wondering how it would feel to have sex with them. I searched the web for diffrent ideas, positions and anything i could find out



I arrived at the address she gave me around 1 p.m., a fairly large mansion, definitely in an affluent neighborhood. Ringing the doorbell, I stood there quietly in front of a huge double door, made from heavy wood resembling oak



Red, white and blue. The colours of the American dream had taken on a whole new meaning in a small corner of the sleepy seaside town of Heaven’s Cove. Once designed to be breakthroughs in virility, birth control and body toners they had become a chemical cocktail of debauchery