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Finally, we got home and all I wanted to do is run to the bathroom, but I knew that running was out of the question in my current state, so I just tried to stay calm and paced myself into the house, up the stairs and down the hall, the whole time feeling like I would lose it right there and then

Mother Daughter Feast (Part 5 - Anna Meets Red) Since we are still six weeks away from enjoying the redhead, Anna convinces us that it is time for her to prove that she can handle lots of pain to her tits and pussy

A few points about my story 1) This is my first ever story so be polite :) . I wrote it in French a few months ago and this is just a much simpler translation of it in English. The French version is much richer but I hope this is ok too

A Girl called Areola and her sister called Beaver by Vanessa Evans As usual, it’s best if you read the earlier parts before this one. Part 08 Jade’s Second Party Beaver and I arrived a bit early after promising to help Jade with the last minute organisation

Hi there, Here's some more of my personal fantasies. Here’s my blog xxSSB. -------- It had been an agonisingly long day. My high heels were cutting into my feet as I stepped out of the taxi

MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY PART - 48 PHOTOS AND FUCKING It was a beautiful Saturday morning here in beautiful Switzerland. Although both of us, I and my husband loves to be naked at home when we are alone. But, not that day, even it was holiday

I went to my first prom when I was 15. I was still with the guy who took my virginity and he took me to prom. My best friend also had an older boyfriend, Sam, and she was going too

Hell Hath No Fury… Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, so the saying goes. But in this case, hell hath no fury like a man with a gun pointed at his face when his only focus in that of protector

An Iceball flew at me and I laughed. "14.15.16" I quickly turned the ball into water then chucked it at Aya. "20! You're out!" Tao cackled. We were in my Yard and playing 20 seconds with our affinities

I visit with my Uncle Robby at a special home for the mentally retarded. He has his own room with one roommate named Gary. Gary has Down syndrome. My Uncle Robby is just mentally retarded but doesn’t have Down syndrome

I was the maid of honor. After the wedding breakfast the next day, the bride and groom invited a small group of us to their suite to say goodbye before their honeymoon and our return to homes far away

Over spring break Sammie and I agreed to do something not so traditional for the week. So we prepared ourselves for a long cross country ride. We wanted to take some time and get to know each other a little better

She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her

There was a knock on my front door in the evening time, and I was the only one home at the time, so I ignored it, I wasn't expecting anyone and my parents didn't like me opening the door when I was alone. I had just gotten out of the shower, and was lying on my bed

Her hair was like spun gold. Her eyes held pain and joy in them. When she smiled at you it was like the two of you shared a secret. Every movement she made was delicate and deliberate; just the way her wrist arched as she picked up a pen was beautiful. I couldn't help but watch her