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After that he and I fucked every chance that we had. I did things with him that I had never even knew I wanted to do before. I felt comfortable to do anything with him



Fbailey story number 167 Bikini Snow Skiing When I was in college I never in my wildest dreams thought that I would get such a prestigious job at a year round resort with skiing in the winter, golf in the summer, and all of the other things that were going on
A Night With Summer This is a short story about one great night with one horny woman. I was working a fund raiser to fight cancer at a dinner-dance being held at a downtown hotel. I lived about a 30 minute drive from the hotel so had a room to sleep and whatever else in
promises of meadows blooming with spring and lazy streams with blue gills pussy willows robin red breast blue birds and soft sarsaparilla sodas, Jen Jizzwhistle wanted to get down get funky get crazy and go out and party, but first she wanted to make sure her cunt didn’t smell like a dead old goat


CHAPTER 2 The next night she returned to her usual jogging time and path. She passed by the place it had happened, both on the way out, and the way back. Nothing happened. Of course nothing happened, it was silly to think that it would
This is a true story about my first ever mfm threesome I had I had been having casual sex with a girl I met online for about a month. Her name was Danielle. She was short, curvy and could squirt like a fire hose



The sun had been up for a few hours, but the early morning fog still clung to the cool morning air. In fact, a large fog bank blinded the drivers who had the misfortune of speeding down the narrow country road
It was a hot midsummers day and it was getting late. All but my co-worker and me had already gone home. I saw her sucking her index-finger, deeply concentrating on the problem she was working on. I got up and walked around the desks until I stood directly behind her
I am, after a week, finally sitting alone in a rather cheap motel dressed in my lingerie. I've been waiting all day for the moment when I could take off my clothes and slip on my panties, stockings, bra and slip
Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious and have no association with anyone involved in the show. Victorious: Corrupting Cat Part 3 by KOP "Jadey, what's a lesbian?" Despite the fact that she was driving her car Jade couldn't help but blink and briefly look at Cat
As we walked into the club I was a little bit apprehensive. Here we were in Key West, which appeared to me to be the gay capitol of the world, going to see a show where all the performers were transvestites or . . . well I didn't know what else but the thought made me a little uneasy
Mrs Theresa was a teacher in an English secondary school in Brooklyn, N.Y



"Danny, are you home?!" My Mom called. I had just returned home from work and had taken a quick shower. I was now standing in front of my bedroom mirror, looking at my naked body. My tanned skin looked pretty good on me, I'm glad I got it
The Warehouse Washroom M/F/blowjobs/peeping I had been working at it for months. The peephole was finally completed and now the glory hole was done



After a wide range of experiences as a gigolo, I developed a preference for a certain type of client: elegant, sophisticated women aged around forty five years old, with bodies anywhere between size ten to fourteen and not overweight. They were often a long way from home on business