“Are you sure you want to do this?” he said. “Yes,” she replied, her voice a husky whisper against his neck, his thick sideburns tickling her nose. He smelled of autumn leaves, faint, spicy soap, and grease from the motorcycles he loved to work on. “We’re breaking the law, you know.” “To hell with the
As she waited for her daughter to go to bed, Karen lay on the couch on her stomach. She positioned herself this way so her son could see the swell of her ass and her long thighs. In the middle of the floor, Judy was sprawled on her stomach, reading a book, her feet lifted
“‘Twas the night before Christmas And all through the house, Not a creature was stirring…” As you can probably tell, not a whole lot was going on! So yeah, it’s not exactly the Little House on the Prairie but our home sitting squarely on the Nebraskan high plains in a small mid-western township, is if
The yellow Harley paced him well through the winding mountain roads.The sun was beginning to set over the ocean, turning the foam on the waves a bright orange. Carolann could definitely ride well, despite the statement she made about being new to all “this”. She cracked the throttle of the sleek yellow Sportster and it
“I’d love to go,” Fran said excitedly into the phone, “sure, sure, uh huh, okay, yeah, I’ll see you tomorrow at school then, and thanks for asking me, bye!!!” “Yipeeeee,” Fran shouted at the top of her lungs, “guess who just asked yours truly to the Prom!?!” “Let me guess,” her mother replied thoughtfully, “I’ll
When I walked into the lab Friday evening I knew there was no way Matt would be expecting me – I wasn’t due there until Saturday. Perfect for my plans. I spotted him right away and watched him for a few minutes, just enjoying the sight of him. Then I went looking for a helpful
Carl Webber sat in his lawyer’s office, and he told the story of how his wife had left him for a black man. It all started about three months before, when his wife Debbie was working at her new job as an assistant at the Corbin Company. Her boss was a young black man, Stan
My dad had been a widower for five years when he remarried to Nadine. Some people in the family were shocked, because she’s black and we’re not, but she’s a nice lady and she makes the old man happy. Anyway, it’s the 90s and time to put that racist bullshit out to pasture. Of course,
I got married the second time when I was 33 years old. I was back in school to work on a Master’s Degree and met a freshman on the women’s volleyball team who kept my dick hard all the time. We went out practically every weekend of her first semester in college, and married during
It was nearing dawn. The sunlight was beginning to creep across the sky, blazing it with pink and orange. He looked over at her in the tangle of bed sheets. She was beautiful. One arm stretched over her head, her face turned to the side. Her dark tangle of hair lay across the pillow, her