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Denise and her family Part 3 James Enjoys Being On The Farm By Docker5000 Introductory. James and his dad are on a remote Scottish farm miles from anywhere helping his dads widowed aunt and cousin after the death of his dads uncle



Adventures in San Diego My wife and I had taken a cruise with our grandchildren to San Diego. It was only four days and maybe four days too long, if you know what I mean



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
Walking up to his lover’s house, Sean knocked at the door with eager earnest; smiling playfully. A moment later, almost as if signaled, the door slowly opened, an arm reached out and pulled him into the dark room



I didn’t know what I was getting myself into. I stared at my laptop for a few minutes, contemplating whether I was actually going to be doing this. The email on my screen read: “Ok sexy, see you when you get here.” I’d been emailing “BlackStallion281” since 7pm



My man Roger and I are in our mid-forties and have had sexual adventures that many people would be envious of: some incredulous of even


Brief character bios: Bryan is 21 and 5’ 9” with a thin athletic body and bit of hair on his chest and a hairy belly, buttock, thighs, and legs. All of which is a shade of red
When I was 18 I re-call a liaison with man called John at the time he was in his late 50’s, he was divorced but in a relationship with a widow called Ann whose son Roger who was my age but in a different class when we in school
PREVIOUS STORY.. Mom fetched his face on her lips and they both start smooching each others lips. I think mom was in hurry, she removed his vest. Till the time dad adjusted himself top on mom, now mom hooked her legs around his waist and start squeezing his ass cheeks



Part three Brad walk to his classroom after getting off of the bus. No one noticed when he walked to his seat thirty minutes late for class. He tried to pay attention but he could barely think about anything but the bus ride and the fun he had with Amanda


Barbra’s Reawakening By Frodov This is a story that is based entirely on a true story from my past. Names and a few details have been changed to provide anonymity for those involved. Discretion is a precious commodity and is becoming rarer and rarer every day
Ok everyone This is the first story I've written so I would like everyone to be brutally honest and let me know how they like it All comments are appreciated Thanks. As he walked down the dark street, Samuel knew he was in a bit of trouble



Hi. My name is Anna. I am a 41 year old mother of two wonderful adult children. Their father, Jim, and I have been married for 25 years and still have a very healthy sex life
Young Wife Displays herself. Voyeur, fm, cuckold, public, older man It all started one Tuesday when my wife, Mary and I were in a downtown department store meeting for a late lunch. My office was nearby and she wanted to shop a bit afterward


My father remarried a few years after divorcing my mom. He literally ran into another woman on his way out of the court house. Depressed and in need of company, he invited the woman out for coffee the next morning. I didn’t get to see Pamela for a few months