Nate Grey recovered a lot quicker than I would have suspected. Whilst we had been busy… entertaining his “sister”, his incredible psionic powers were working on repairing the damage the psionic resonance had inflicted on his mind – now he had full access to his intelligence again, but I suspected that his “openness” to commands
Jarvis felt her respond and gave a low, contented growl. Gripping her hips hard, he backed out until all but the barbed knob of his pecker were freed from her tight, clenching anal passageway. Then, with a savage grunt, he pounded back into her. Melanie screamed, but it was a scream of pure pleasure. She
“Oh, fuck me, Brutus, FUCK ME!” Melanie Wilkerson screamed, writhing in ecstasy and raking her nails across the broad sweaty back of the brawny black stud who was humping his burly physique savagely on top of her curvaceous, lily white form. Brutus slammed his gargantuan eleven inch pecker deep into the lovely blonde girl’s impossibly
Mary sat absent mindedly fingering her new belly ring. Today she wore a loose shirt but her secret was still hidden safe from prying eyes. Her strict catholic mother would never approve even though she was now nineteen, on her own, her first year at college. As the professor droned on, she gave up on
The sexual tension in the Simms household had been running on high for a couple of months. If you look at the situation its surprising things didn’t come to a head sooner. First you’ve got Phyllis Simms a thirty- four year old single mother of a twelve year old son. Her husband had run off
My name is Rahul matured 24 years and I live in Mumbai alongside my crew. There lives my mom Sushma matured around 43 years and my dad Ram Lal matured around 46 years. My dad is a businessperson and is an obsessive worker. He is regularly in terrible wellbeing and typically depend on drinking in
This story took place several years ago when I was of the tender age of eighteen. I swear that although I’ve used some poetic license to “entertain the reader” (ahem) the events described are absolutely true.I have had conflicting feelings of guilt and nostalgia ever since these events took place, and it has helped immensely
My wife doesn’t like anal sex. We tried it years ago and it was too painful for her. Even though I have never tried to do it again, I have always secretly wanted to. And I got my chance, although not the way I thought I would. One morning while we were at the table
Enzos Niki Saso was riding the city bus home from work. She had graduated the year before and was still undecided about college. She was a very attractive young woman with long wavy blonde hair. She watched the world through eyes that were sky blue and hidden behind copper framed glasses. The bus was about
My world was turned upside down. Grandma and Grandpa were here for the week, and I had to stay at home to spend quality time with them. It’s tough when your teen to take time out from your busy and important teenage duties. My parents decided to take a couple of days off just for
My mother-in-law, Margaret, officially, but Marge or Margie to most people, and I always got along fairly well. I treated her decent and liked her cooking and her daughter was happy with me and I guess that was what she cared most about. She had a small apartment on the first floor of the same
Patricia was admiring her body. The mirror reflected a bombshell beauty. She was thirty-eight, but she still had it where it counted. At five feet and six inches, Patricia was a woman who had taken care of her body. After only one son, she still had perky and bouncy breasts, tight abs and an incredible
…I had planned this out for a while. My husband would be gone as usual, and my 3 boys off camping for the weekend. I would have the weekend all to myself. My oldest boy privately told me my husband had a girl on the side, that was why he was hardly ever home. …This
Albert was sitting in front of the living room TV when his mother came home from her date. She glanced at him suspiciously as she stepped in the front door closing it behind her. “Were you waiting up for me young man?” The sixteen-year-old looked down at his lap sheepishly and smiled. “Sort of,” he
I have always had feelings for Jane, my mother’s younger sister. While I knew that such feelings are not normal for a nephew to have about his aunt, I was helpless in controlling my feelings. Her great smell, her cute face, her perfect hips and her great tits always kept me interested in her. Jane