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My hand etched over the page, shaping and forming a masculine male face. His strong set jaw bone and weathered face indicating a mature, well travelled man. I looked up from my easel and Mr. Miller, our art teacher at the local college, was seated in the centre of the room



If you were to ask me today why I fell in love with my son, I couldn't even begin to explain it rationally. The best explanation I could give that made sense was that he was there to care for me when nobody else would. Let me back up just a bit. I have seizures. A lot of them
Hi all, it’s Ali here! This story continues after Aunt Sheen becomes widowed and seduces me with a blowjob when I go to sleep at her home because she is all alone. Before I begin let me tell you a bit about me and Aunt Sheen once again



Fbailey story number 304 My Secretary Mrs. Moon After working together for almost a year my secretary asked me for a raise



My aunty Jess (Jessica for short) came for a visit it was just me and my mom at home, my dad and uncle went to the game. "hey aunty Jess my moms inside", I said



As Denise rang the door bell Bev was sitting quietly in her living room using her cuckold hubby Melvin as a footstool
We travelled the next 10 minutes without saying a word, then “you got a bit of cum on your cheek honey” Pete said
Well it all started several years ago when my husband wanted me to try some role playing in the bedroom where he would be submissive to me and I would be dominating him
"Do you want to go to the bench, Jeffrey?" Ms. Bordon asked sternly. "No" I muttered. The bench, or rather "Da bench" as she actually pronounced it, was the bench in front of the principal's office. It was where Ms



I saw her facebook account and was immediately interested. While a lil short at 5'1'', and slightly pudgy, her beautiful brunette hair and deep brown eyes made up for it easily
Rick was stretched out on the sofa, glass of wine in hand with one of the local radio stations playing in the background



BEST FRIENDS CAMPING TRIP Part 1 *NOTE* All characters depicted in this story are considered to be at least 18 years of age and older
This is my first attempt at writing. The names and characters in this story are all fake. This story is purely fiction. I hope all that read it enjoy. Man of the House Chapter 1 Late August 1986 Jacksonville NC Growing up in the military was hard on all of us



BLACK LEE Part One: My lady likes – actually loves big cocks
Not sure about all of the readers on here, but my husband and I do enjoy watching a certain channel on Saturday nights, when we are not entertaining friends, or being entertained at their houses. If you are readers of our stories, you know what I am talking about