I had just finished dinner and Dad had just gone of to work, he works night shift. I was up stairs in my bedroom, I was horny as hell, after staring at moms cleavage, but I knew what was behind the blouse now, So I was actually looking at her bare breasts, just everyone else
One story that I have never told anyone, is about my younger brother and his wife. They had been married just one month when this incident in our lives occurred. It was on a Friday night and I was visiting them at their home. They lived about 10 miles from town. We decided to go
Carl’s sat in his little white 911, eating his lunch in the mall parking lot. The summer wind was blowing hot and taxing the AC inside. He didn’t mind the heat because it always led to watching for one of his favorite things; the sundress. A youngish mother displayed an excellent example of such as
Kitten skated home lazily. She wasn’t in any hurry so there was no need to rush. Besides, the plug wedged firmly in her young rectum made vigorous roller-blading unpleasant. She was taking her time, mentally going over her day and allowing the pleasant memories to get her excited. Of course the plug helped a bit
Marie eased her car into the carport beside her house, switched off the engine and went inside. She paused by the kitchen sink to pour herself a very stiff Scotch and water, figuring that the drink would help her relax and forget about the tensions still gnawing at her womb. She carried the drink through
Marie Kozyk tried for a moment to resist the pressure of his hands on her head, even though she knew she would not be able to for very long. She nibbled frantically at his right nipple, running her tongue over the tiny protuberance and grasping it between her teeth in a gentle grip, but this
Robbie left her bed just in time. Hal came home around midnight, and she had just shooed her son out of her room only five minutes earlier. She worried that her husband would notice the mussed sheets, smell the scent of hot cunt and wild fucking that lingered in the room, but all he did
The time was around 5:30pm and I got home and wanted to jack off. While jacking off, I was looking at porn and dreaming of doing it with my “hot” mom. This was in my bedroom. After I cummed, I went into the bathroom to clean myself up. My bathroom door was open, and while
The next morning I was up early hoping to catch a glimpse of Jane and Jacqui groping each other. But when I scanned the room I could see that I was too late. The bed was empty and Jacqui’s clothes were gone. I opened my door and managed to hear them talking down stairs in
“Jerry, grandma is coming to stay with us,” Teri informed her 19-year-old son at dinner that evening. “She hasn’t visited us in a while,” Jerry replied. “She’s not coming to visit, Jerry, she’s coming to live with us,” Teri explained, inwardly wincing as she saw the look on her son’s face. “But why?” Jerry asked.
I’m 25years old. I’m a regular viewer and would like to share my story with you all. this story is about me and my stepmom pretty who is around 36 years and just mind blowing, gorgeous with large tits. My father is a charted accountant, so my cousin had brought a file from his dad.
For the past 2 weeks Marie had noticed when she got home that her mother was already there and locked in her bedroom. She could hear sounds on the other side of the door but was unable to clearly hear what was going on and it bothered her that Mona was keeping something from her.
My mother-in-law, Margaret, officially, but Marge or Margie to most people, and I always got along fairly well. I treated her decent and liked her cooking and her daughter was happy with me and I guess that was what she cared most about. She had a small apartment on the first floor of the same
My name is Jill, 45 and I’m a married bifemale with three grown children ages 25 (son) 23 (son) and 20 (daughter). I really don’t know where to start this or how to explain what happen too me last month but I think I need to tell someone just so I can get it off
Mom came back to the car from the motel office with the room key in her hand. “Last room,” she said “we sure are lucky; the next town is over 50 miles away.” Mom parked the car and I grabbed the two suitcases from the back. The room was OK. Not the Four Seasons but