My on air Greek Goddess hadn’t been around much lately busy with her on air duties plus being with her family I know not to bother her she’ll get in touch with me. Last night I’m sitting home my phone rings it’s my goddess… sorry I haven’t been around I’ve been really busy that’s ok
Teen sexy Nicole on the first blind date
“Mr. Chandler!!!!” Todd turned at hearing his name called. A 18 year old beauty was facing him. Wholesome good looks, perky breasts, and a tiny waist perched atop a delightful bubble butt, tapering down to a pair of gorgeous gams, aptly displayed by her Daisy Dukes. Her low slung shorts exposed her hip bones, and
Uncle Bob’s Gas Station
Lana Masters approached her brother’s service station with some trepidation. This was her first job, in actuality. She’d married young, when her boyfriend had knocked her up at age seventeen. The following ten years had been good, but then he’d been killed by a drunk driver leaving a bar. The life insurance had carried her
So from now would you pleasure your husband’s small organ with your mouth?
Boredom was my biggest enemy, my nemesis I would say. I spent most of my time battling this foe that crept up everyday as sure as the sun rose. I soaped my body twice and brushed my teeth until I couldn’t hold the foam any longer. I cursed that my sleep no longer cradled me
That Martha is the biggest fucking bitch of the group
My wife and I were at her tenth high school reunion. We got married right after college that was four years ago. We did not have children, so we spent most of our time working and working out. We own a physical fitness club that does very well. Martha runs the business and teaches several
Dog-Style Wives 2.
Because Cassandra had vacationed with a friend the previous summer — the first summer Harp Lake was used by its new owners — she had been there only on weekends during the fall and spring, and she knew little of the property. Thus she was able to enjoy the mysterious side trip as a genuine
The Sinner Auntie
“Delayed!” Mom said, disgustedly while scanning the arrival board. “Just like her to make me have to wait around longer.” “I don’t think Auntie Sin did that, Mom,” I told her from my spot on the end of the bench. Peering around dad, she pointed at me, “Your aunt’s name is Sinclair”. “She always says
Samantha the HR Whore
Samantha stared blankly at the trade magazine in her lap, the words swimming randomly in front of her eyes like drops of rain rolling up a windshield coated with Rain-X. She hated these late-night conference calls with the Hong Kong office. They were so unproductive lately. Everyone was still nervous about the Chinese. Not that