It wasn’t till February that I heard from Laura again. Two days before Valentine’s Day, I received a card with no return address in the mail. My love life had been on hold since my last encounter with the perfect woman, so I certainly didn’t have any admirers to be receiving mail from. The card
We wake up in each others arms. Rolling over and whispering “Good Morning” in your ear, I quickly give you a little kiss. Then I slip out of bed and into the bathroom. Leaving the door to the bathroom open I quickly slip into the shower. You watch me as I wash my hair, and
I sold beautiful curiosities in my shop, so it was only fitting that one walked in. However, it was not an antiques shop. My merchandise was a living example of years of human manipulation in enhancing specific genetic traits in fish. I stocked common goldfish, black goldfish supposed to guard the family home from bad
Joe Hannon had never seen anyone like her. Business had taken Joe to New York and Chicago, to Atlanta and New Orleans. He’d been to the cabaret in Munich. He’d even been to the place Carol Doda had made famous years ago in San Francisco’s North Beach and a few of the lap dancing spots
She closed her eyes and leaned back against the rich velvet of the couch. Her hands came sensuously up her body, cupping her tits lusciously. The brunette sighed as she pushed her voluptuous breasts forward and ran her thumbs across each nipple. “Mmmmm,” she panted, licking her wide, inviting lips. “Oooooooh!” Charlene was proud of
2015-2016 this happened, had some amazing times with mature lady called Auntie Anne this is one that sticks in my mind Anne, my mother and a few other women had been invited to Milton Keynes for a friend’s hen weekend and it had been planned that I would go up separately and meet Anne when
“And these…” He ran a finger over the straining point of one nipple. “They get so hard I want to strip you naked so I can suck on them.” “Dinner?” My squeaky plea didn’t stop his slow caress of my skin. And if he didn’t stop, I had the sinking feeling I’d wind up on
“I was already climaxing again when he flipped me onto my stomach.” Briana Custer blew at her coal black bangs as if her re-telling of last night’s encounter with an old flame had her ready to pop for the sixth time in the last twenty-four hours. I squirmed in my seat, hoping Bree would run
Hi Friends, I am posting this series on behalf of my fan who reached out to me to help him compose and edit on his behalf. This story is about Ramesh who is a loving husband 27yrs old and Rekha who is a 21yrs old housewife. Read on in his own words from here. My
Sherri couldn’t breathe as she stared at her son’s cock. Her tits seemed to swell in a painful way, her nipples throbbing. They felt long, very hard. Her stomach trembled and her thighs began to shake. Her clit bulged, squeezed between her legs. She felt her cunt clenching, and she couldn’t take her eyes from
Camilla had gotten pretty good at touching herself and pretending nothing special was happening. Like in the bathtub when her fingers were slick with soap or when she had an itch close enough to her cunt so that she could let her fingers stray without feeling guilty. But all that sneaky touching was nothing like
After so many years of finger fucking and squirting my girl spunk (that’s what I call it!!!!) I met my boyfriend. Lots of sex and experimenting but not until we got our own home together did I really begin to make use of our alone time. So easy to send him a picture of my
I let him finger me on Saturday night, a few drinks and lights out at my sisters house. Everyone else in bed and my sister told me to leave when I was ready with a sly grin on her face then pretended to rub her pussy and pulled a silly face, fuck off I mouthed
A half-hour later, Karen was at the door of the small downtown apartment she shared with Jimmy, her eighteen year old brother. The apartment was a run-down, one-bedroom walk-up over a grocery store, but, as bad as it was, they were lucky to afford it. With her diploma freshly in hand, Karen knew she had
[“mmmmmmmnnnnnn, mmmnh, darling.” She leaned back into his embrace, her hand idly touching his thigh, toying with the hair of his leg. She took her time coming out of her sleep. Letting the pleasure seep into her limbs, the pleasure of waking from a delightfully satisfied sleep to find your lover’s body fresh there against