One night I was out celebrating the sale of my best mate’s hotel with a few friends around town. He owned a small guesthouse but the long days were taking its toll and he decided to sell up, and on the day that every-one had signed on the dotted line we went out for a few drinks.
As the pubs were closing some of our friends went off to a club but Maria, my mate’s girlfriend, suggested that we go back to Mark’s (my mate) hotel and help to finish of his alcohol content from his
The hotel bar seemed to sum up how Laura felt. She was trying to control her anger and not look at her uncomfortable partner, Roger, who stared at the rustic wooden table in front of him and fussed with his nails. She looked around the dimly illuminated room and was only vaguely aware of the folk muzak selection being played through incongruous speakers spaced around the walls. The faux Olde Englishe beamed tavern effect was completed by roughly plastered walls, prints of hunting scenes and
Nikki, being an Arab, had been raised very repressed. Having been born without a cock made her less than complete, she made almost a fetish of pissing standing up and was fascinated by my pissing, she would often find some excuse to follow me into the bathroom when I was taking a piss. She would stand and watch me; eyes fixed on my cock and her lips parted a bit, her tongue just peeking from between them.
She appeared fascinated, and that fascinated me. After we had been fucking for a couple
You and I are planning to get together. It is all arranged so I have a babysitter, and you have things worked out on your end. I call you at work, that afternoon, but you are in a meeting or something, so I leave you a message. I simply state that I shall expect you at 6 p.m, not a minute earlier or later. There are no ‘brownie points for early arrival.’
While I am waiting for you, I get everything ready. By 4 o’clock, I am already wishing I had told you earlier.
I decide to
You are in detention in the school library. You just turned eighteen and you hate school. Your assignment is dull and your attention drifts. You eye the bookshelves, scanning the titles for something interesting. You pick out a big old art book with pictures. As you bring it from the shelf, something slips from within the bindings. A sheaf of glossy pages hit the floor.
Scrambling to pick them up, something turns in the pit of your stomach as your brain begins to process the brief flash of
I never thought that I would have Katya facedown with her ass in the air, but here she was. Her cute little rosebud totally exposed and at my mercy. I couldn’t wait to shove my 7-inch cock into her hot channel. How did this come to be you ask? Let me explain.
Katya is like my little sister. I first met her when she was 14 and I have known her for about 5 years. She is the best friend of my younger brother’s girlfriend Joye.
Since Joye was always at our house to see my brother Bill,
Alexus Mitchell sat quietly behind the library information desk hoping no one would come up to her with questions. She desperately wanted to be back sorting and filing the returned books and straightening up the stacks. It was far more peaceful and she didn’t have to worry that someone might be making fun of her.
And the poor girl had reason to feel that way. All her life, she had suffered from poor vision and had to wear glasses. Even as a child, before she entered kindergarten, she had
Lisa threw her head back and screamed at the top of her lungs as she felt her climax rip through her. The thick cock buried deep inside her cunt throbbed in response to her inner muscles tightening and relaxing around its girth. With a loud groan, the man beneath her pulled her hips downward onto his with greater force, driving his cock into her completely as his voluminous load of cum exploded inside her.
The sensation of Lisa’s climaxing body clamping down onto his cock, combined with
Ryan was in the kitchen eating his breakfast watching her. She was wearing her nightgown which didn’t leave much to the imagination, pretty much see through. It flowed all the way to her ankles and clung very nicely to her womanly figure accentuating her large, full breasts. Every move she made, made her big titties sway from her body, Ryan so badly wanted to get up from the table and squeeze them.
Until IT happened. She bent down from the waist to reach for something under the kitchen
It had been a year since Surgeons had removed Fern’s left leg just a few inches below her hip. She was now very adept and comfortable with her one leggededness and she and her husband Don had grown to enjoy the difference from other couples that they shared.
Both had grown to agree that the loss of Fern’s leg was tragic and sad but that it wasn’t as much of a hardship as it could have been and that it certainly couldn’t have happened to a better prepared couple.
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