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Five or Six Big Gulps for Mom It took about five or six big gulps for Mom to swallow my entire load. It seems like the more I have sex with her, the more cum my nuts produce… which is fine with both of us

All my stories take place on an alternate earth with an orbit 3X that of our earth, making ages 1/3 what they would be on earth. The orange and black striped tail brushed back and forth over my forehead, she couldn't hold still as I racked my tongue over her tiny clit, over and over

My wife and her sister have fun. My wife is of Indian descent; 34 years old; athletic body with boobs that accommodate her good looks. Short black shoulder length hair; which now is in a boy’s cut; average height and a killer smile

My wife had left me almost five years ago, after which my daugher went into a punk-rock stage. It made me feel even older than my 46 years as my little girl looked even more grown up than her 17 years

It was Saturday and I woke up with a knot in my tummy. It was a "Save Up" week and I glanced to my night stand at my "Naughty List". It had been a busy week for me at school and at work and, as always, I hadn't been able to be good

Naomi lifted her hips screaming "ooooohhhhhh yes!" Marina then put a finger into Naomi's pussy fucking her sister with it. "yes you like that don't you whore? you are a little slut aren't you?" the soldier asked Naomi as her mother sucked his cock

The Badendorf Family History By Emerald Green Warning: The following history contains adult material. If you are not an adult or if adult themes offed you, you should read no further

The Devil's Pact, The Ghost of Paris edited by Master Ken Copyright 2014 Chapter Ten: The Bride Thursday, September 19th, 2013 – Paris, Texas “You dirty slut,” Happy giggled

~This story is completly fictional and created from my imagination!~ "Daddyyy! Bathtiiiime!" my daughter yelled from down the hall. I got up from my office chair, closing my work documents. Taking care of my angel was far more important to me than paper documents or work

Part 3 I woke up beside Justin in his bed with my hand still loosely wrapped in his. He was sound asleep and my mind began to wander again. It was almost lunchtime and for the first time since I got up that morning I felt hungry for actual food instead of just for Justin

This is my first post, this is FICTION, if it seems "real" then " thank you" but its still fiction

s she stands up and thanks her master getting back to cooking When they all where finished eating James stood up " okay everyone get dressed like always then come downstairs and dress me in the best clothes you can find " he said as the slaves nodded and went to dress and pick out his new outfit

Sorry about the delays, life is crazy. Excuse any spelling errors or typos as I am writing this on my Kindle which has relentless auto correct and only a touch keyboard

The greatest gift I got was from my aunt Tiffany at my 10th birthday. It was something you can never expect to get, not at least you are few years older. I loved my aunt Tiff, she is beautiful, bit on the big side but that didn’t make her look bad

x leaned against the windowsill of the sparsely decorated guest bedroom, staring out over his Aunty as she sunbathed by her glistening pool, laying on her back she reclined luxuriously on the sunbed, sunglasses resting across the bridge of her nose, soaking in the rays on her already sun-kissed skin