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Fbailey story number 504 That’s My Wife I stumbled upon a web site where pictures of girlfriends and wives get posted for the entire World to view. I looked through the previous weeks worth of postings and found one girlfriend that was the spitting image of my wife



9:00 am. The morning sunrise was beautiful – pink sky, no clouds. Obviously another hot sunny summer day. The water at the beach looked a bit choppy so it must be windy. That worried Penny
Caught by mom. This is a true story about when mom caught me masturbating, the first time, and two other stories about how things have been after that. Only thing that is not real is the names


"Thank God! Home at last." I thought as I came through the apartment door. I could hear water running in the shower. "I guess I might as well get a glass of tea and watch the news for a minute." I thought
My first college roommate was Mike. Like me, he was a good football player in high school who landed at State U. on a full ride. Sadly for him, he suffered a compound fracture just above his ankle in our sophomore year



The Best Week of My Life It all began about 9 months ago and I am so happy for the way it all turned out for me. I am some who loves sex and is very open to try new things but there are some things we don’t really consider until an opportunity presents itself
Fbailey story number 525 Fuck My Daughter Please Several of us Senior Citizens volunteer to keep an eye on the local playground. It wasn’t getting much use with the hooligans and druggies hanging out there all the time
spending the night with Robert, he brought her home the following morning, glad that she got home before her ex called to tell her he was bringing her son home, she didn’t want him or her son to know any of her business or where she was the night before, she didn’t want to have to do any explaining



Nancy had just returned home from work when her younger sister, Ann, called her cell phone. She answered and after an initial exchange of pleasantries, Ann cut to the chase



Please visit my forum at for up-to-date info on my stories. +++++++++++++++++ Exhausted, I lay on my back, arms stiffly standing up into the air
Previously.. I thought about the last couple of days, how my life has been changed How filthy I felt inside, ruined almost, eating away at me like a cancer



CHAPTER 2 In the morning, Jeanne and I woke up to the sounds of people stirring, talking, striking their tents, and packing their gear. For a while, we lay there together under our blankets, enjoying the closeness we felt, spooned together, naked, sleepy, and happy


Hello! My name is John and i´m 17 years old and this is the story of how I fucked my mother. It was monday evening, I had just finnished my homework and decided to go to bed



Chapter 1: How I Died (Author's note: I am going to say ahead of time that I am very sorry for the amount of errors that you may find in this story. My grammar skills are not the best but I am going to try my best to help minimize the errors
I obviously don’t share it with anyone, but I was breastfed well into adulthood. I know people might think it wasn’t my fault and instead blame my parents, but truthfully, I did some pretty stupid shit to keep it up