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How I found that fat older women 2.

AS the animal desire in me subsided. sense flooded into my brain, and I looked down quickly to make sure the effort on such a huge body hadn't made her pass out, or worse. Her chest was heaving, lifting those marvellous tits up and down, her breathing was...

How I found that fat older women

It had been all my own fault. At 44 years old, I should have known better than to borrow my son's 900cc motorbike anyway and then imagine I could still hammer it round the country lanes at the reckless speed I had used to ride my own motorbike 20 years ea...

First visit to a cum bar

"Sure," said Gail, tossing her healthy sheaf of long blonde curls, her blue eyes flashing. "Aunt Jennifer said these fake ID's should work fine, just as long as we used a bit more makeup than usual. And you padded that bra of yours a little," she adde...

A husband with less that he could wish for length in sexual equipment

I guess you could say I'm blessed and cursed at the same time. Mother Nature gave me a big set of balls that produce large quantities of sperm but when it came to the delivery system, I wound up with a skinny cock barely five inches long. Kat (short...

Four guys and one girl

Judy had always been a respectable girl, fairly modest and not at all forward. Not that she was a virgin or anything, but hardly what anybody would call promiscuous. So how was it that she was now being taken by three boys at once, while a fourth was ...

Grandpa and the BBW

The morning sun spilled through the half-drawn blinds, painting golden stripes across the tangled sheets where Marlene lay sprawled, her body still humming with the aftershocks of last night’s marathon. Walter’s heavy arm draped over her waist, his fi...

Wife and mistress

“Jenn – it’s me. I finished the trip a day early and thought I’d surprise you.” He knew she was home, he’d seen her car outside. “Jenn?” Rick closed the front door. After three long weeks on the road he was looking forward to some well-de...

The hot daughter

Psychologists have long noted that man is a gregarious animal whose need for affection and emotional security is as real and basic as his need for food and shelter. This social need is reflected many times over in our everyday lives. There is the teen-ag...

A taste of sweet pussy

In the heart of New Orleans, during the sultry days of late summer, the air thick with humidity and the scent of jasmine, there lived two women who were about to cross paths. The first was Isolde, a baker known for her decadent pastries and her even more ...

Cock hungry blonde

In the heart of Berlin, on a cold winter evening, the air buzzed with anticipation. The city's most infamous burlesque club, "Le Chat Noir," was hosting its annual "Night of Desire." Among the patrons was a voluptuous blonde, Isolde, with a rack that coul...

Mom and her toyboy

"It looks good to me," Susan said. "I guess it will work." "It sure will," Clark said as he rolled up the drawings. "It's really only the results of Ted's ideas." Susan averted her eyes at the mention of her husband's name. Ted had been killed a few yea...

Bawdy House Mother

It was ten-thirty on a beautiful April morning when Conchi Thorne, the woman in Apartment 6-B, looked at her nude self in the bathroom mirror. She was preparing herself for Keith Broys who would come to her at eleven. Her breasts showed fair and firm in ...

Twin sins kink

Sheila Kane walked briskly into the tiny bedroom on the second floor of her home. Moving quickly across the thickly carpeted floor, she threw open the heavy blue drapes. Sheila turned around and nervously brushed back her long blonde hair, smiling at the ...

HONEYMOON TRADERS

From the summit you could see Lake Tahoe far below -- the entire expanse of it glistening sleepily in the sun, its color changing from dark green to blue, then to a lighter shade of blue. Hills walled it in, just as they walled in the broad meadows to the...

Wide open wife

TB-1039 WIDE OPEN WIFE by Robert Jenkins FOREWORD Revenge is a trait which can be found in each of us to some extent, but for many it is a dominant force, a motivator toward such personal or commercial gains as wealth and power. This same characteristic...


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Redhead Gangbang

I was at my desk finishing up a few phone calls when Scott popped his head through my door. Seeing that I was on the phone, he made hand gestures for me to hang up and head out the door. I quickly ended my call, grabbed my duffel bag, and followed hi ..continue reading

Mother's problem

Patricia was admiring her body. The mirror reflected a bombshell beauty. She was thirty-eight, but she still had it where it counted. At five feet and six inches, Patricia was a woman who had taken care of her body. After only one child, she still ha ..continue reading

She wakes up from erotic dream to find it's reality

I was sleeping, and I had a dream. A nice, silly dream about Joey and me. We were walking over a meadow, eating wild raspberries off a bush, and talking about going abroad for our next vacation. The day was warm and sunny, and we were far away from s ..continue reading

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I get to the airport two hours early. I'm always a little off-kilter when David has been away - not in the way that one worries over the possibility of a plane crash or car accident, but just simply unaccustomed to the quiet of the house, the noises ..continue reading

Hospital porn

I'm a senior in high school now and for the last two years, I've been an orderly at our local hospital as part of my school's co-operative education program. I get class credit for working at the hospital three afternoons a week. Mostly, I just do ro ..continue reading

Smoking Pals

Julie sat for a moment, recovering from the last few hectic minutes. The John that had just finished jerking off in her face had a load that wouldn't quit, and that horse sized cock of his could sure pump it out, "god", she thought "what a gusher". ..continue reading