Romance - Page 165

Needless to say, I didn’t sleep well that night. I tossed and turned trying to make sense of what had just happened until 5 or 6 am. Birds were chirping and the sun was starting to shine through my window by the time I was finally able to fall asleep

Part 8: For several days, the whiteout continued. I was learning to live without TV and Internet, though the itch never went away. It was certainly nice to have a vacation and rest with my girls, but that wasn't to say we weren't busy

Manjula was so unaccountably cheerful at breakfast the next morning that Tony's mother looked at her suspiciously. Tony feared he would get questions he didn't want to answer, but Manjula smoothly diverted her by asking if she could take some Sri Lankan food back to campus

After living now with 2 beautiful, and very sexual women for months now. My life has changed so much. I’m Luke, 45 now, divorced and living with my girlfriend Maureen, or Mo, who is now 34. Her best friend Jessie, who is 35, also now lives with us

Where the fuck was the damn key! Maybe it was above, on the door frame? She tried to reach but she was to short, all of a sudden her body was pushed up against the door. She felt Jakes body against hers, she felt his hard dick against her lower back and she let out a low moan

"Morning. You want some coffee?" Carrie says to her husband Eric while she was washing dishes. "No thanks." Eric walked behind his wife and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Did you fix the basement door? Because you know you can only open the door from the outside

Cheryl muffled a scream in the pillow, as Chuck pulled his cock out of her dripping pussy, ramming it deep into her tight ass

*IMPORTANT* This is a new account for superkev123, I can no longer access my old one, so I am re-posting all my old ones here, and will also be uploading new ones. The next day, the two of us hung out with Rose again. Things were even better, it seemed

The Ten of Them: Chapter 20 During our last chapter, we hired two men to repair Sam’s grandmother’s home, on a trip to retrieve Sam’s personal items. We then dropped off Ron and Reese in Texas on our way home. The two will rejoin us as quickly as possible

From my point of view, Stepping inside the door, I kick my heels off, and wipe my forehead.. the warm hot air seems to cling to my skin.

CHAPTER 4 I was at work the following morning reviewing some bookkeeping for a small electronics firm when my phone rang. “Tim, Mr. Reinhardt wants to see you at two o’clock this afternoon. Be on time—he only has fifteen minutes

“No plans with the movie star today, Char?” He knew I hated it. He knew it made me shake and made my insides turn upside down when he called me that, but he did it anyway

My Japanese Love Part 7: A New Day I woke up with my arm around Akira. She was so peaceful, so kind. The smell of her hair was amazing. I felt my cock resting against her tight butt. I reached up and cupped one of her breast. She moved her hand and placed it on top of mine

I didn’t do well in high school. I was the girl that studied a bit too much, didn’t drink or blow guys in the bathroom, wasn’t a cheerleader or hell, even go to the football games. I liked hanging out with my parents. I loved reading good old volumes of American poetry

Chapter One: The Sex School Jasper Coleman, who was still adjusting to consciousness, stood with an absent stare just a few feet from the front door of his apartment

I recoment for everyone to read the first part of the story "The girl with the blond ponytail (D1)" before this one. But if you want you can get a taste here first, feel free to do so

[b]27 GIRL PEARL As they settle in and get naked on the beach, Rachel confides, “I’m glad Roxanne didn’t want to come. Call me selfish but that would have ruined the day for me. Jeff gleams, “I wouldn’t mind watching her take it all off for the first time, or anytime

Authors note: This is a fictional story of my real mother. I love her so much. And wanted to express my love to her with this story for Valentine Day. Please note that English is not my native league so I’m sorry for any grammar mistakes that you might encounter

It was 10 P.M. on a warm Friday evening when I returned to the house that Becca and I shared. “Hi, sweetie,” Becca said, as I opened the front door and stepped into the house. “How did your day go?” “Pretty good,” I replied, as I set two large brown bags down on the floor

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary. I was reading through old classic favorites of mine. I was alone in my library. I had to keep pushing my long, cherry red hair out of my face