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Fbailey story number 428 Go Ahead Feel Up My Mother It started several months ago after I turned fourteen and Dad left us. I would brush up against my mother’s body whenever I thought that I could get away with it



Crash Landing Preface: Blake's friend James invites him on a cruise, to a small Bahamian island, with his local church. They were having fun on the ship when all of the sudden a massive storm system sweeps right over top of their boat



My name is Greg and I am amazed at how my life has turned out and the good fortune I have endured in my short life. I am 28, live in the outer suburbs / start of rural living of Melbourne Australia with my girlfriend (or should I say my fuck slut), Lisa
LETTER X Having left Louisa's bedroom and crept back to my own. At dawn, I was awakened by soft lips sweetly sucking mine. It was my darling Louisa. 'Harry, my love, you must surely have slept enough we are just going to have luncheon
From my earliest memory as a young boy, the site of a naked body didn't bother me at all. In our house both my parents never hid their bodies and would often walk around the house naked. I too walked around naked, but to me the only meaning of this was normality



Chapter 16 THE LAST DAY The next morning Kitten drove Claire in to work. Claire said nothing to her about Kitten fucking Claire’s father, and Kitten didn’t volunteer anything. Claire didn’t really understand her own feelings. There was so much strange going on


Little Piggy 2 - Like Mommy Little Piggy was now quite adept at sneaking in and creeping down the hallway to spy on her parents. A couple days after her last experience with her father she made her way down the hall to their bedroom
To tell you abit about myself and my life, it is just me and my dad that live together as my bitch of a mother left us to start a new life with my dads brother, my uncle



We had not always been poor. My wife and I used to purchase and flip houses. Several years ago in 2008 we lost it all when the housing market crashed. Every property we owned was taken away by the banks when we couldn’t make payments



Day Nine: After School “This way ladies,” Jessica called over her shoulder as she walked down the dimly lit hallway. I adjusted the tie on my robe as I walked, tightening it around my waist. The Spa’s lounge had a couple of women in it, all in various states of undress



Vacation with my family Hi everybody! I am Stephanie or just Steph like all my friends call me and this story is about the first sexual vacations with my family. But first of all let me introduce you to my family
Sofronia the statuesque Greek goddess my brother married is totally wasted on the dumb drops I cooked up. Look at her sprawled out across that huge king sized bed. Her deep black eyes glazed over in bliss



This is my first time I have written about this or any other sexual story. Let me start by giving you some back information on me and my cousion. It all started when we was really young. She was two years older than me



Day Three : Evening “Bend over the kitchen table.” My Daddy’s order echoed in my head. Repeating over and over as I nervously walked over to the waist high table. I looked at him and he nodded, his face still a filled with annoyance
This is my first story. So I welcome any kind of criticism, constructive or otherwise, to improve my future work if any. This story is based on a theme of incest. If you don’t like this sort of thing kindly proceed no further. This story is purely a work of fiction