My Friends Pregnant Wife * (a woman’s husband finds her unattractive when she’s pregnant but a good friend of his thinks entirely differently.) Rachael struggled to get up off the couch. “Let me get that for you,” Jason said as he jumped up quickly. “Don’t be silly,” Rachael laughed. “Just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean
I have known Dana for a number of years and never really gave our relationship much thought. We have been good friends, but I never really thought of her sexual- ly. Possibly because she had never expressed an overt interest in me, and possibly because I’m white and she’s black. I always thought she was
My name is Daniel. I am in my twenties, and I have been living on my own since the week I graduated high school. I have lived in a couple crappy apartments, but as soon as I could get the money, I bought a fixer upper house, and lived in it for a few months.
Sex with an older women is something I’ve always weirdly fantasied about. My sexual thoughts were changing to something more extreme, I’ve never wondered about fat sex before, until one day it happened. It was a Friday afternoon and as I was heading home from work, I stopped in at my friend James’ house unannounced
I am an 18 year old senior in high school that is looking forward to graduating. I have had more than my share of pussy, but have noticed a problem. Most girls can’t handle my 11 1/2 inch cock. In fact, it seems that the only chicks that can are the older women I’ve banged
Since the first night george stayed at sarahs he decided to crash there for a little while since it was winter break and right across the street from 7-11. He would still hang out with his buddies during the day but at night he was usaully getting fucked by sarah, his little brothers old babysitter.
Since the first night george stayed at sarahs he decided to crash there for a little while since it was winter break and right across the street from 7-11. He would still hang out with his buddies during the day but at night he was usaully getting fucked by sarah, his little brothers old babysitter.
When Christine’s mind finally returned to that hated Christmas Eve, and the visions of that drunken bastard that took the only real joy in her life, she wept silently to her self for a while. When she regained her composure Christine bundled herself up against the winter cold, locked the office and as usual on