Oral Sex - Page 20
As I came from work I was tired but highly aroused by the text I had received from my husband in the early afternoon. All it said was “Get ready for a hard night



It had been a couple of weeks since Mary and I started seeing each other. We had actually started going out as a real couple, not just fuck-buddies



Robin bit his lip as he stood shivering in the cold, clutching his pen and sketch pad close to his chest. He’d been stood out in the cold for over an hour alone, stood tight to the securities metal railing to ensure he would have the absolute best spot



In my high school, the most beautiful girl was Maddie Olsen. She had lost some weight recently and shown everyone how attractive she really was. She was pale with Full C cup breasts and a round apple ass



What happened before: Daniel is a guy that just moved in with his uncle in the big city. He can read people's minds which makes things a bit complicated. In his new school he found Chloe, the one girl whose thoughts he can't read. The two got together



I am Sarah, of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. And I love having sex with an audience



Part 3 of 3, final part. Please read the first two sections before this one, as it will clear things up, and make most of you appreciate this more. Thank you. Jon pulled into the driveway of his parents house
I awoke early the next morning groggy and still entangled with my two playmates, Ellen on one side of me and Pilar on the other
Note: ——I am NOT the author! There are several authors actually, I’m not so certain that any one of them is the creator, but I know it’s not me. I am simply sharing this lovely story with all of you because I have not seen it on here



"Its good that you have apologised but I think I should apologise too" He said "Apologise for? " "For what I am going to do right now!". My robe fell down from my hands as he pinned me against the door



Birds of a Feather, Chapter 6 (Better than I ever expected) Note: There is a new character in this chapter. Her name is Amie. This is a real person, not the person described in the story but she does exist
I first went to Florence with my parents when I was a teenager. We were to spend five days there as part of a tour of Italy. When we arrived at the Hotel late in the afternoon we were met by the manager who was very friendly and seemed only a couple of years older than me
It was early November and we were on daylight savings so it didn’t get dark till late. Quite often a group of us would play “backyard cricket” out on one of the sports ovals and then go for a beer or two
The title of this story is really Lights Out, but that's not very attention-getting for this site, is it? ;) Hope you enjoy it



I find myself waiting at the plaza for Chris, my hair up in a messy bun, tied up in a bandana, trying to distract myself. I light a cigarette, placing it between my red lips and inhaling the smoke