Debbie and Jake indulged in this new angle on their mutual fun on a daily basis, usually in the early evenings on weekdays, and then twice on Saturdays and Sundays – once in the morning, once in the evening, Jake still jerked off on his own a lot, not wanting to tire his mum out
Debbie and Jake felt okay the next morning, neither mentioning the incident last night. They felt no discomfort in one another’s presence and Jake spent the day washing the car, helping his mum with the housework and then, in the evening, going round to a friend’s house. In the house alone, Debbie had been working
Hi, my name is Kay and most just calls me K. I am a married 50-year-old mom from the Midwestern United States. I live a secret life as most have no idea of my kinky past nor of the present fun, I am having. I would like to share some of that kinky past as
Eric gets a call from his old friend, Joel, 55, who invites him for a visit to his rural home near Mount Shasta in Northern California. They were hippies together in the old days, with free love for all. Joel has three young girls, ages eight to ten, with his young second wife, Daisy. Joel
My name is lets say Kevin. I live at home and at the age of 18, I couldn’t help myself from being very attracted to my dads wife. She is gorgeous. A great beautiful face, kinky hair and tits that would make a preacher sin. We kinda flirted sum and I’m sure she caught me
For the last month, an itch has built between my thighs. Ever since my younger half-sister, Alicia, rode our brother’s cock in the middle of the cafeteria, hiding her activity by looking like a cute, little girl sitting innocently on her big brother’s lap, my lusts were inflamed. I always had an exhibitionist streak. I
What would any ‘proper’ woman do if her father-in-law made a play for her? Maybe she’d be flattered and flirt back, just a little. After all, her father-in-law is a lot like her husband; there are mutual characteristics, about father and son, which she’s attracted to. But a proper woman, would know when enough is
My name is lets say Chuck. I live at home and at the age of 18, I couldn’t help myself from being very attracted to my dads wife. She is gorgeous. A great beautiful face, kinky hair and tits that would make a preacher sin. We kinda flirted sum and I’m sure she caught me
I was having one of the best meals of my life. The food itself was nothing special. It was just a salad — a good salad, but a salad nonetheless. What made the dinner special was the company I was keeping. To the right of me sat my beautiful wife, Joyce. She was wearing a
“Wendy, I’ve told you before. You are NOT going out without a bra on, and that’s final,” said Wendy’s mother, Bea, as she caught her daughter sneaking out of the house for school. One glance at her daughter’s tight school blouse had confirmed that her fourteen-year-old daughter had not put one on, again. “Oh mom,
My wife Vanessa 29 and her aunt Cindy 42 both have Daughters that are both Cheerleaders in the same school and same grade.I didn’t know my wife aunt sniffs so much coke and she will do anything for it sucks swallows fucks anal anything! Vanessa and Cindy had a Competition in Texas and the sponcer
My mother-in-law is an attractive mature lady of 63. She is slim build and, most importantly, is of an older school of ladies who wear tights everyday, even under trousers. I have often fooled around with her, grabbing her arse when kissing goodbye etc, touching her nylon clad legs when out at parties, all of
I knew it was wrong. I don’t trust anyone who ever says otherwise. People don’t really lose their head and become overwhelmed by lust and lose control. We all know exactly what we’re doing. And we make a decision to do bad things, even when we know we’re crossing a line. It’s not that we
“Hello Mrs Melon” I said aloud as I walked through the living room. “Oh hi Tommy” she replied. “Is Steven in?” I asked. “No, he’s not coming back ’til tonight, he’s gone out with his father. Well, how have you been?” she asked as she pointed for me to take a seat. Mrs Melon, was
I was soaping my body in the shower, getting ready for school, when I heard a faint tinkling sound. I peeked out from behind the curtain, and there sat my 260 pound step sister on the toilet relieving herself. “Hey Bro. Sorry to intrude, but I couldn’t hold it back any longer.” I then saw