It was a struggle to open your eyes this morning. A busy week of travel mixed in with a “red eye” flight had taken its toll of your energy.
Somehow, with great effort, you managed to drag your weary body out of bed, and stumbled along the hall to the kitchen. Morning coffee never failed to revive, at least not yet.
Coffee on, it was time to look over the previous week’s mail which Jim had stacked on your kitchen countertop. Jim, orderly as always, had stacked it in from the
Jennifer looked impatiently at the clock. She was getting highly agitated with her breast pump wishing now she would of gotten a mechanical one. Her engorged breast was filled to a bursting point with the abundance of milk she had. The breast pump was only producing a trickle, which was not enough. She was about in tears. Damn she was pissed.
She hated everything that was happening in her life right now. It didn’t take much to agitate her since her husband left her for his secretary when she
The next day, Sunday we got up like nothing happened, Annie never mentioned anything about the previous evening. Pulling ourselves out of bed we made our way down to breakfast and ate with only a few words shared between us. I was in my boxers and Annie wore nothing but a small, white, spaghetti strap cotton top. She had showered and while most girls would have put something on after cleaning up in the morning Annie clearly was not like most girls. I couldn’t take my eyes from her
My wife Sheila has decided today, that she was going to quit smoking. She had heard that being hypnotized was worth a try.
“Will you find me a hypnotist?”
I told her that I would.
I could never refuse her a thing. She is an absolutely gorgeous woman. When we first met in college, I first noticed her long black hair and blue eyes.
Once I got to know her, I realized that there was so much more to her than just her looks.
But there’s stil no changing the fact she’s
Tina came into the office and settled down in the interview chair opposite. She was a slim, olive skinned creature of Indian descent, about 25 years old. She had a head of thick wavy black hair, bushy dark eyebrows and the slightest hint of hair growing on her upper lip and a down the sides of her ears like the smudge of sideburns on an adolescent boy.
This of course is frequently an indicator of extreme hairiness in other private places. I felt my cock stiffening.
She was wearing a tight
Cammie Sandrith lie awake in the dark of the night listening. She heard the gurgling at last, long after she had started listening for it. It was late, after two in the morning, and she had woken almost instantly when someone closed the door to the bathroom just down the hall. From the sound of the footfalls on the linoleum, it was her son, Roger, back for the weekend from university. It took forever for him to begin. Then the gurgling had commenced.
Roger was pissing into the toilet.
Cammie
Summer at last, a day at the beach, you bloody beauty, but hang on, I suppose some sort of intro is necessary I guess – my name is Devlin Watergate, I’m 46, widowed, I have a 22 year old daughter who is the spitting image of her mother, presently overseas working for the Australian High Commission. She comes home occasionally which rather cramps my style a little, but having her home makes up for that.
I am also Bi, not into mm anal –at least not yet, but then who knows, in the middle of
About five years ago my ex-wife divorced me as she preferred her girlfriend to me in her life and in her bed. I peacefully moved out of my Northern Minnesota home leaving her and my two stepdaughters, Lynn and Jody.
I moved to Southern California and now have a beautiful home in the hills near Laguna Beach wher
She told him Sunday night to make no plans for Thursday. “We’ll be going to the Society House for a special training on Thursday,” she explained. “I know it will be tough, but I don’t want you to cum at all before then.”
It had been a long three and a half days by the time Thursday finally arrived. Of course, even though he had not been allowed to cum, that hadn’t stopped Amy from teasing him.
In fact, she had seemed intent to keep him on edge for the
She touched the little box in her pocket and smiled as she paced around the bed in the small room. “And you thought I couldn’t squick you out,” she cackled, opening the container in her clammy fingers and stood at the foot of the mattress. “We’ll see.”
The two victims quivered on the bed, bound, marked and restrained as she tapped an upturned bright scarlet bottom with a cane in her left hand, laughing as the submissive squirmed and squealed in pain. Her eyes