Some adult entertainment every night which we both enjoy and have our libidos stretched. Tonight it was a voluptuous woman Sarah’s age being pleasured by a much younger woman and her man. It was very exciting watching him fucking her standing against a wall while his lady alternated kissing her and licking her large, erect
It was a Wednesday afternoon a few weeks ago, and it was fucking cold. I was in my leather with a sweater on and about three tee-shirts underneath, and I was still freezing my tits off. Nikki, tams and I were sitting in Magic Beans at a back table after school. As always, we were
When the story I’m about to tell you happened, I was just twenty-one, engaged to be married, and desperately unhappy. Jeff and I had been engaged for six months and I knew that I’d made a major mistake but I didn’t have any idea of what to do about it. The wedding was planned for
The next morning Courtney started to wake up and thought what a great dream. She brought her hand down to rub her pussy and gasped when she found no hair. “it wasn’t a dream?” she thought. As she opened her eyes she heard moaning coming from the other side of the room. As she looked
Returning home from work, tired and in desperate need of a shower I trudge my way up the stairs to my apartment and dig my keys out from my bag. After getting in and dumping my bag down I flop down onto my bed for a short rest before freshening up. In that time I
Vicki. Vicki on the sidewalk. Vicki on the sidewalk with her red satin hot-pants and black leather jacket. Platform heels — two-fucking-inch thick platforms with five-fucking-inch heels. Her calves flexed like steel tendons with each step; her tight thighs shone like molten gold. Those legs went on forever. Pulled every guy-eye in each place she
Mindy slid down the long, thick shaft slowly, pausing only when Eddie’s cock-head pressed against her womb. Then, with a lust moan and a sexy wriggle of her hips, she ground her hungry pussy down fully onto his cock, taking every solid inch until only his big hairy balls were showing. Her greedy little cunt
“Vince! Wait!” she gasped, “I never even held hands with a guy before.” “Don’t you like what we’re doing?” he grinned. “I… I don’t know,” she stammered. “Well, take a second and think about it,” he advised. “Don’t knock it till you know what it’s like.” Mindy took his advice. She’d protested automatically, because that
“‘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
It had been a very long, boring day. I was a woman in a man’s world, in an unfamiliar city, working with people I’d never met before, discussing things we weren’t sure were going to happen. And this was going to last the whole week. Sighing, I stood outside the building, waiting for the cab
I awoke to a soft whisper and after a few seconds I began to roll over. “Can you give me a ride?” I could hear. I opened my eyes to se Dana, my 18 year old daughters Sherry’s best friend. She was also 18 and a touch on the heavy side of average. She was
As Angel lend over her bed watching Brad working on his car, she noticed as she fantasized about him that she was rubbing her pussy back and forth across the edge of her bedpost. She thought to herself, enough of this bullshit, she had to do something about this. She quickly went to the bathroom
I met Molly on the internet. It started out a simple friendship, but soon turned into more. We began dating online and after a year or so, we decided we wanted to meet in real life. I was 19, she was 18. The plan was that I would fly out to see her, and then
I pulled into Benny’s driveway after planning a long weekend visit for several months. Hotrods being what they are, I wasn’t surprised to find him putting a new clutch in his car. Jumping out of my 32 Ford three window, he crawled out from under his Nomad. We shook hands while shouting hellos and talking
Sheri knew what they were doing was wrong, but she loved Michael so much; she really wanted to please him. Pirouetting before the camera, she could hear Michael’s appreciative sighs. She had stripped naked, and was posing for him in the sportscaster’s booth high above the playing field at the Rose Bowl. What they were