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