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
Family Circle – A Bed Big Enough
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
Emily’s bisexual story
Once we were in bed, I quickly had my stud go down on my cuckhold until my husband came in his mouth. Then I ordered my husband to lie facedown on the bed. We lubed his butt, and then I held my husband’s arms while my stud slowly entered cuckhold hubbie’s butt. For the last
Me And Daddy
My name is Grace i was 30 at the time was married to my husband David for ten years. I always had a good relationship with my Dad now he’ s 65 widowed my husband and Dad got along great liked to drink when they got together. Went over to Dad’s with David itvwas a
Butterflies on a Mirror
Jackie was the consummate source of brightness in my life. I was captivated by her independence, her classiness, her beauty, her smile, her poise, her maturity, her humor, her confidence, the way she walked, the way she sat — and by her breasts and her eyes and her feet and her waist and her hands
Back To Reality
Ellen had awakened in pain again. She checked the time, then thankfully swallowed two painkillers. The throbbing ache from her hip gradually diminished until she could once more successfully ignore it. If she had known what the result would have been she would never have run to the rescue. Well that wasn’t really true. You
My Slut Kysa
Every night, when I come home from work, I get a blowjob from my wife, Kysa. It’s kind of a ritual with her; she loves to eat come, and Im not one to keep her from it. Shes deaf, so she can’t hear me come in. Instead, after I walk through the door, I just
Slow Hand Curves 2.
“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