Virginity - Page 101
The next day Stacy was completely healed. We went to another beach this time, hoping no one would recognize us and look at us funny. But even if someone did, we were too nervous to pay any attention to it. My mother was fully determined to work on her tan. No nonsense trips today
Fbailey story number 294 Destiny I had to smile as I saw Destiny, a thirteen-year-old girl, flash the boys in the neighborhood her new tits. She was tall and had on a thin tight white top and really tight blue jeans



The Awakening of Katie II Tara crawled up to me and collapsed on the bed next to me. We hugged and tenderly kissed and licked each other. No words were spoken. No words were necessary. Tara and I had known each other our whole lives. We knew each others hopes and dreams
The short stabbing spear lunged at me once again, I danced aside and the deadly point just snagged my bush jacket. I made a grab for the spear but she was too quick for me and had already pulled it back out of my reach. It seemed we had been like this forever, stab, parry and again
[b]3 LOVE DOVE Roxanne knew Sean would be getting home soon and came over to be there when he arrived. “Shaw-nee-poo! How did it go?” Straight-faced, “What did you get me into! Those kids are a bunch of belching, spitting terrorists!” Empathetically, “Oh, I’m so sorry, Sean



Usually I visited one indoor swimming pool at Sunday morning, because there was not so crowded yet, most of people were coming after 10-11. a.m
Fbailey story number 781 I Get Mom My Dad is such a fucking horn dog that it isn’t funny. I cannot believe the bimbos that he brings home to fuck. Well, I sure couldn’t believe it. I certainly never thought of my father as attractive
constructive critisism welcoome. Emily wa a high school freshman or more accurately she just finished her freshmen year. She was a cheerleader with very little on her mind. She was very much spoiled and didn't think much of anyone
Mellors, in his Lordships own words. Mellors was something of an enigma. A fine, hansom, upstanding young man with no ambition beyond becoming a Butler at my country house in Buckinghamshire



ege Girls By John Morrison/anonymous Creator of “The Adventures of John and Holly” Chapter 3: Not So Secret Lovers Cynthia unlocked the door to the suite, entering the darkened living room



Anna sat under an overgrown bush in her neighbor’s yard enjoying a hot summer afternoon. Well, she wasn’t JUST enjoying the day. She also loved hot summer days because the windows were open. She was kind of spying..
Fbailey story number 617 It’s Snowing My teenage daughter thinks that looking good outweighs being comfortable. So needless to say she runs around in micro miniskirts, sexy blouses, and occasionally a bra. In essence she drives me freaking crazy



Thursday, June 25 1:45 PM It was the first week of summer break. The spring had been very wet, and this trend continued into the summer so that on the days it was not raining it was unbearably humid



Angela is a 15-year-old knockout and the stepdaughter of one of my Dad’s old friends from the law firm. She has the cutest face you have ever seen, complimented by her sparkling blue eyes and blonde hair
Inside Me ----- 6 -- I woke up alone again the next morning. I couldn’t understand how he could leave me without me knowing all the time. Was I that heavy of a sleeper? If I was, Ean could do a lot to me in my sleep and I wouldn’t know