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Final Draft: The Autobiography =============================================================== The tennis season was finally coming to a close. I stumbled off the court after my last match, peeling off my sweat-drenched shirt, making my way over to my bag. Amber was sitting next to it, watching me walk towards her, a wide smile spreading across her face. “Good job.” “Thanks.” I panted, grabbing my water, dropping my shirt onto her lap. “Ugh, I don’t love you that much.” She threw the sweaty rag onto the table, and then turning back to me, she patted my bared stomach. “Looking good.” I’d gotten stronger, more muscular, in...

He is such a fine example of the male species. Dark hair, gorgeous ass, and eyes that you could just fall into. I can't seem to think of a single man that I have ever wanted that I have not gotten, but this one might be a challenge. Most men are so easy to get, I just walk up to them, slap on a little charm, and they are like drooling jelly in my palm. I have had so much fun with them!!! But this one is different. He knows my game, and he plays back. It's like he knows exactly...

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“AHHH! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH MY GOD!” Dylan was woken the next morning by orgasmic cries of ecstasy, which seemed to be coming from his father’s room. The voice sounded like Caroline, so presumably Gareth was enjoying his new secretary, and she was enjoying constant cumming from her god’s orgasmic touch. Dylan groaned, and rolled over in bed. “Is everything alright, Dylan?” Dylan opened his eyes, and looked at his phone on his bedside table, where the UI was smiling back at him. “I didn’t turn you on,” he said. “You didn’t turn me off last night,” she said. Dylan...

I ring your doorbell, butterflies in my tummy, knowing we haven't seen each other in years. You are wearing nothing but a robe as take my hand and lead me to your bedroom. You slip the robe off, tossing it to the. I gasp as I see you standing there naked. Still, no words are spoken. You kneel down in front of me, almost tearing my pants off to get to me. You gently take my manhood in your hand, my cock already mostly hard, teasing me. You gently stroke me, getting me worked up. My cock remembers you, it's practically...

Abi and her friend surprise me. Part 2. The morning after the night before. I woke about 7ish in amazement to find Abi’s arm over my chest and her face and body against me. Rachel who is 19 and has a fuller young womanly body was lying over my stomach with her head a few inches from my cock and her hand resting on my thigh. I immediately became hard with the excitement and my usual morning glory and couldn’t resist the opportunity for some early morning action so I began stroking Rachel’s hair and body to wake her. Without a...

Chapter 1 Turning, he slammed the door and stepped away, signalling the pilot it was safe to take off. While the thrumming of the rotors faded off into the distance he turned to his companion, the stunning blonde he had met the day before in the chalet bar. She turned to him, flashing her dazzling smile and took off down the mountain, leaving him in a cloud of snow and ice. Throwing on his backpack, Ky jumped off the ledge the helicopter had landed on and, with no thoughts to his own safety, chased after the appealing rear end of Kat...

London is a nice city to live in especially if you are a student who is going to the university and is a party goer This is nothing new and everyone knows this. So do all the landlords. With their insane prices there are asking for a room it is sometimes hard for student to keep their chin above water especially if their parents aren’t from Knightsbridge for example. But like always there are some exceptions. Outside the city centre just a few miles north from Westminster where actually several house that where, let’s say, ‘’out of the ordinary.’’ Why? Well...

“Here, try this on.” Groaning, I reluctantly shrug into a fluorescent orange tank top that is about as far from my idea of fashionable as it is possible to be. “Happy?” I say, trying not to think about my farmer’s tan. “It’s ravishing,” she says, flashing me her trademark winning smile, making my heart flutter involuntarily. It was Christy’s idea to go shopping. We’re not even dating. Normally, such a request would be grounds for a “What are we doing here?” type conversation, but that’s just not Christy’s style. When she decides to do something, she does it. That, and she’s...

THE INNOCENCE OF GRACE Max Dexler sat on the edge of his desk idly leafing through a collection of CV`s. “Is this the lot Sue” “Yes Dad” said Sue returning with two coffees. “They`re a pretty sorry bunch, but there is one you might like” “And her name is…” “Grace Halifax Dad. The least qualified but weirdly the most appropriate” “Grace…Grace… Grace… ha here she is” said Max thumbing through the CV`s. “22 years old, and she`s a University student studying Pharmacy. That could be interesting. It`s been education all the way for our Gracie. No real work experience of any...