I pulled up to the curb just as Jenny unlocked her apartment. She waited for me at the door. She was smiling. At me. “I don’t know what you see in me?” “Don’t worry about it, Kenny. Just get here and fuck me.” Two shakes of a lamb’s tail later, our clothes were scattered over
While on a trip in Spain, a young teen is seduced by an older French woman. The girl learns how to please a woman in every possible way, but gets surprised when her trip comes to an end. I’d always been a dirty little girl. I remember when I was teen, my friend Lottie and
Susan sat in her bedroom with her best friend Helen. The two 21 year-old’s were discussing a porno movie that they has watched at their friend David’s place the previous evening. “Jesus Susan, that guy’s dick. Can you imagine that in you for christ’s sake!” They both laughed. “And that kinky stuff… absolutely weird. You
Zoe sat staring at the white haired woman sitting in the room with her. It was a Sunday afternoon and once again Zoe’s parents had dumped her off at her grandmother’s house while they went to visit some friends in the countryside. Usually Zoe would protest finding her Grandmothers small suburban house boring but lately
Next morning, Susan stood by the kitchen table, topless, she only wore the bottom half of a sexy thong bikini that barely covered her ass crack. The tiny stripe of the bikini may be holding some object in her asshole. With hands behind her back, subservient as she looked at the floor like a shy
Next morning, Susan stood by the kitchen table, topless, she only wore the bottom half of a sexy thong bikini that barely covered her ass crack. The tiny stripe of the bikini may be holding some object in her asshole. With hands behind her back, subservient as she looked at the floor like a shy
What does a reasonably active professional man of 60, full head of hair and reasonably libido do when made redundant? In my case it was a case of being realistic and finding any job that pays the bills. So when I saw this ad for a mature concierge porter/handyman, I thought why not?’ After submitting
Walking through the woods, I could feel the urge. I should have used the toilet at the trail-head, but no, I was too busy looking at all the gorgeous scenery, and now, I could feel my bladder start to make demands. I looked around, the trail was deserted, so I left the trail, went past
Jane lay on the bed caressing her breasts. She had had a hard day and was attempting to wind down. A joint and a vodka and then a relaxing time on the bed seemed an ideal recipe for the evening. Her nipples were stiff by now. She had no bra on but was wearing a
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“I’ve been thinking,” Barb said, sipping a Margarita. “Thinking and dreaming…” “About me, perhaps?” Toby asked mischievously. Barb looked across the table at her tall, cool friend. For the millionth time Barb asked herself exactly what it was about Toby… true enough, she was striking to look at, with her cascading auburn hair, sparkling dark
Greg lay on the hard tile floor, being ever so careful as he wrote his words of love. He had thought of them last night as he was being viciously ass-raped by Luke, the huge black man that was one of his masters. His ass was still sore from it; the thought of it made
“Follow me”, she says as she walks into the bathroom. “Lay on your back on the floor.” I do as she says and she squats over my face and spreads her cheeks. “Lick my ass gig and do a good job.” I start to lick her ass with broad strokes up her crack as she
Colette had no doubt that her husband Jacinto, loved her very dearly. She nevertheless knew that, in spite of his love, he liked to see her being abused and degraded. This being the case, she was understanding when her husband told her that he had arranged for her to be abused by two men that
Jason Fraser chewed his pencil nervously at the front of his school class, trying to concentrate. As usual, he was getting distracted by Mrs. Norman’s dressing. He could hardly hear any of the Math theories she was talking about. His eyes were completely and totally focused on her legs. They were long, slinky and almost