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[b]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


(picking up right where we left off. The next chapter in Mike's descent into being a slut) Mike was bobbing his head up and down on Jamie's strapon cock while they drove. He hated when they stopped because he imagined people seeing into his car, but he just kept his eyes closed
I woke up in an unfamiliar place, naked. As I opened my eyes, I could see nothing but darkness. The lights were turned off, off course. I had a headache, intoxication. Although I was warm and under some covers, I could feel the cold breath of someone behind me, on my neck
As I lied in bed, jacking myself off, thoughts of Beth raced into my mind. Beth lives right behind me and we have known each other as long as we could remember. I fantasized of her taking me up to her room and making me eat her out



Fbailey story number 199 Little Brat My sister is just a little brat. In fact I rarely ever call Courtney anything else. “Hey Brat your boyfriends are here,” I called out to her. “Stop that or I’ll tell dad on you,” she shouted back
Note: Thank you for inspiring me so much. This chapter is longer than the previous one. I have added space between paragraphs for easy reading. It has more sex than the previous one. I recommend new readers to read the first part before continuing on this one
IT WAS FRAUD—Part 2 of 6 by SENORLONGO >>>>>> I had been promised that the carpet repair would begin at 8:15 and Dave was there almost on time at 8:20. He had brought a helper, a recent graduate of the high school and a roll of carpet for a patch
I was in a room with a large bed, sprawled out on top of the covers watching TV. I heard a tentative knock on the door. I opened the door and saw you. You looked cute in your pink tank-top and loose fitting faded jeans
Joel McCabe sat in the armchair contemplating that fateful evening three weeks earlier that had turned his entire world upside down. Messages he dared not answer stacked up on the telephone, flashing red alert, and he'd barely eaten in days
John had such an attachment to Bear his german sheppard that I would sometimes become jealous. He was more into keeping the dog happy than working on a relationship with me



It was certainly not what we expected at that particular stage of our lives. Unbelievably, my wife and I found ourselves in the middle of a "swinging lifestyle" group in our mature years
Based off characters of my actual story with scenes I can't have in my story. I doubt anything like this ever happened. --- Suzu walked alone from her internship at the tea house


eady, only to have the date be a total disaster? David was the major hunk in my drama class, smart, charming, and that body just got me going! He was about six foot one, dark brown hair, enough muscles to be handsome but not creepy, and a smile that left a swath of drenched panties in it's wake



The city lights flash by fast. Rose's heart begins to thump hard against her chest. Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump Her eyes skim over the bodyguards besides her. They intimidate her, make her queasy, helpless, unsafe which totally defeats their purpose
The money that was rolling in from Donald's company was just phenomenal and within three months I’d easily banked well into a six figure sum and that just added to the big stash Fiona had already earned since becoming ‘closer’ as she was now known