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Francis Meets a Black Stud Part 4
After I got back to my camper, I packed a bowl and took a few quick hits. I then quickly straightened myself up. My dick was rock hard and I really needed release and desperately wanted to return to my man and worship his cock some more. I needed to cum so bad, but I did not want to until he said th... Read full Story
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The Perversion of Bev - Part 1: The Beginning
“Some fucking romantic weekend this is turning out to be” thought Bev as she sat alone in the hotel room. Phil had told her he’d booked something special to celebrate their Silver Wedding anniversary and she’d been so looking forward to a weekend away without the kids. The fi... Read full Story
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Jobsite surprise
The other afternoon I went to deliver an estimate for a large gardening job I had been working on. When I arrived at the house I rang the bell and waited. There were two cars in the driveway but no answer at the door, so I walked around the back to the pool. As I came around the corner to the large ... Read full Story
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The Mocha Club... A Wife's Awakening
Fran had spent a restless evening in her hotel room, flicking through the channels on the television, finishing the large glass of red that room service had brought her and writing up the actions from the client meeting earlier that day. Now she was bored. It didn't help that the hotel her manager h... Read full Story
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Lost Girlfriend
I was on my way over to see Kelli, my current "squeeze", we'd been dating only a few weeks, but it was working out great so far. We hit it off well at the nightclub and dated a few times at some local hotspots having a good time in each others company. Kelli is a petite, yet medium ta... Read full Story
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Special Shemale Fun
Everyone in the hallway jumped slightly, turned and quickly looked at the tall girl near the sound of the slamming locker. Satisfied that there was no crisis at hand, the kids at the school mostly went about their business. Of course, there were the few admirers that glanced at the girl at the locke... Read full Story
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Every Year
Imagine me. A slim eighteen year old boy, dressed. I mean Dressed. Dressed up that is, in my sister's clothes. I felt good, very good. In fact I felt incredible. I had done this several times before when my parents had been away but never to this extent. They were away for two nights, visiting Uncle... Read full Story