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Fbailey story number 474 Neighborhood Gossip Gets Hers I could not believe it when I looked out my bathroom window and saw Mrs. Turner peeking in my neighbor’s window. Her shorts and panties were around her ankles and it looked as if she was masturbating. Mrs


“How early did you get here?” Amanda asked, taking off her jacket. “Don’t even mention it” I sighed, realizing that I had been so busy running around the lab that I totally lost track of time. “Came in at 6 so I could get 2 runs in today” I answered, setting my timer
Solomon's watch read 10:15, he'd be here any moment. Karen was primping in the bathroom, making sure her make-up andshort black hair were just so. They would be meeting a stranger for what was to be Solomon's anniversary gift from Karen
Group Grope My wife and I were so happy when I got my promotion to Plant Manager but it also meant that we had to move. We went out early to look for a house. My wife applied for a teaching position at the same school that our two daughters would be attending



Silken Ties That Bind by Sinturian I met Louise at a business seminar social function; one of those affairs where few people knew one another, and conversations just started with total strangers. She was an attractive blonde with a nice figure and seemed fairly intelligent
The day was starting out great. It was a beautiful Saturday morning in Spring. The weather was nice. Not too cold and not too hot. A perfect spring day, as most would call it. My name’s Matt and I’m your typical teenage boy. I’m 17 years old and a junior in high school
The Rogue's Harem Book Two: Rogue's Wicked Harem Part Seven: The Rogue's Plan By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to B0b and WRC 264 for beta reading this. Chapter Nineteen: Coquettish Pussy Zanyia – Queen Sidhe's Palace, Faerie I was miffed
It was another boring saturday. Me and my brother Matt were watching a movie, both of us on our own separate area of the living room, covered with quilts from out bedrooms to keep out the chill



Chapter 2 The tunnel deposited them in a large cavern next to a large three story stone building. Neither Sabina of Lily looked out into the cavern. They kept their eyes locked on Ethan who hung limply in Bernard's arms as they trudged along
After having sex after lunch Chris didn't see Lindsay until later that night at the bond fire. A bunch of the campers were around it and Chris found a spot next to Lindsay. She seemed cheery. "Earlier was a lot of fun Chris." Lindsay said as Chris sat down. "It sure was
The Reunion part II Kim and Ajay sat on the couch still. Their breathing had pretty much returned to normal. Ajay’s hands had settled on holding her ass and she had her arms under his and draped around his back
Mr. Higgins, History professor, was a little dismayed as he began to start the class. A glance around the room as he entered confirmed that Janice, the object of his pleasure in teaching this class was not here
This is the second part of the skiing trip story. If you liked the first one you will definitely like this to. It contains much more action. If you want me to continue the story you should let me know. I apologize for the language mistakes but as I said I’m not English
In 1991, I was a dorky high-school freshman. Fortunately, my older sister was just about the most popular girl in school. Julie was a senior that year and had a lot going for her



Back in the 19th Century when men were men and women wore long skirts and no knickers It was late one afternoon when father called me into his study