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Cynthia and I were married young. She was 19 and I had just turned 21. My name's Tim and this is our story. Cindy, or Sin-dy as I'd write it on certain types of notes I might leave her, was my ideal girl. 5'3", cute, with a smile to light up a room
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hits in the 60s; ‘Wooly Bully’ and ‘Lil’ Red Riding Hood’ which was a monotonous little ditty of which the only part I can remember was the opening lines which went something like “Hey there Lil’ Red Riding Hood, I’m gonna treat ya like a lover should; don’t go walking in the spooky old wood alone”
Drama Reheasal. It all started at a Drama rehearsal. Me and Tommy were both 14 and hadn't had any action with girls, and were very horny. Tommy was 5 5" well built and very ripped, he has brown hair and blue eyes . I was 5 4", skinny, black hair and brown eyes
Hello everyone this is a travel log of the sexual adventures that I am having with my husband now that we are retired. We have owned our own business for many years and have worked long and hard and have finally gotten all of the children out of our home
EVERYONE IN THIS STORY IS EIGHTEEN YEARS ARE OLDER. I couldn't wait to get home. This was the second anniversary of my wedding night. Our first anniversary wasn’t significant because I was still in college, working two jobs, and I had very little money
May screamed and squirmed all over. She was stuck in the water with thousands of tentacles around her. The tentacles were wrapping around her making her unable to move. They were ripping off her clothes and cupping her breasts
I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat. Not because of my instantly raging hard on which desperately needed more space. And not only because of the hint of pussy lips peaking from under her skirt between those long legs but because I was not the only one to have noticed
The days that followed were filled with more and more experimentation by Hermione. Sometimes with Lavender and sometimes on her own, she would spend hours trying new ways to touch, rub and pinch her body to stimulate pleasure
There I was, laying on my back as Tom straddled my chest and fed his flaccid cock into my willing mouth. I picked up my head to be able to suck him into me. I actually sort of liked the softness of his cock in my mouth like this
continued from Part III… It is Saturday. After Sam and her daughter’s Amber and Amy return from the grocery store and a few other errands they finish tidying up the house. Sam’s two younger siblings Susan and Max will be arriving shortly
This complete story revolve around a lot of sexual themes that may be offensive to some readers. I don't mean to offend anyone so please read the themes and introductions before reading the chapters
Ex-Daughter Grown Up, Part 10 – Prelude to Return (Introduction: if you have read parts 1-9, you will know the people involved: a husband back working in the country he loves and where his grown-up 17y.o
My name is Amanda Bonnerman, a mother of three beautiful girls, and a hard working secretary of a wonderful man known as Mr. Summers. Nothing sexual of course, seeing as I have always looked up to him as a second father figure
Well, here goes another story. The last was a composite of several of my first experiences. This one happened as written… I lived in a southern state several years ago and found my fondness for mare flesh to be quite compelling
The bell finally rings. Physics class was over, and next was my favorite class of all Choir! Everyday, before going to class, I would stop in the bathroom to freshen up for my hot Music teacher Mr. Connor
Donna seemed like any other everyday person. She had an rather large build. She was 5'9 and quite stocky with long blonde hair. She was a teacher at an all girl's high school and seemed to favor particular students openly; all but one whom she favored in a different way
This is a story that happened to me back in 1977 when I was almost 19. I had just picked up a emerald green 72 Buick Skylark GS used from an older couple. It had a big 455 motor in it. It used to much gas for them and I was in the right place at the right time to get it
I write for money. I have several clients. A few more couldn't hurt
My first time 2 An old and experienced Red Setter tells some more of his story. The late afternoon sun spun shadows that were almost moving quickly enough to be observed as they slid across the bare wooden planking
"Help! Somebody please! Where am I" Kayla screamed at the top of her lungs letting it echo upward in the vast canon. Kayla had no clue where she was, her last memory was laying her head down for bed, and now she was somewhere completely vacant to her mind
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