Ass to mouth

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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...

**this is a fantasy. yeah. a fantasy. uh huh.** i went to the walmart and was checking out the new DVDs and games. as i was standing there a kid came up and started playing a game. he was about 11 or 12. i am not always attracted to guys much younger than me, but this kid was fucking hot. looked like a little skater boy with his baggy shorts. he was quite a bit shorter than me, blonde with brown eyes. as i watched him he kept adjusting his crotch. i was getting hard. i wanted to approach him, but...

Chapter Five “I want to buy that broad you have upstairs.” Cecil said abruptly the next morning as he and Freddy sat down conversing. “Lily? She is mine. You can't have her, for any price.” Freddy responded, a bit coldly. “Not the little one..she's all yours. I mean the older girl, Becky. I want to buy her from you for my own personal slave.” Cecil replied, assuring him that his prize possession was in no danger. “Hmm...it's true, I was essentially planning to get rid of her. How much money are we talking here?” Freddy questioned. “I am willing to pay...

For the first time in a week when I woke up it looked like I had the same to women in bed with from the night before. When I gave them a little shake they just snuggled a little closer and didn’t wake. I figured as long as they wanted to press their warm girl flesh against me I might as well enjoy it and closed my eyes. When I woke up again it was to a pair of lips on my dick and another pair on my testicles. They were doing a wonderful job and in a few minutes I...

This is just a short story. I wrote it and it is significantly toned down from my usual as I was going to post it on another site that didn't allow some genres, but even in a dream they wouldn't allow it. I should probably go back and enhance it, but enjoy this version for now. He comes to me most mornings. In that time, just before full awakening when the mists of sleep and the fog of dreams pervade and control my mind. He owns my soul in these dreams. He controls my very existence. I wouldn’t have it any...

When Jenny awoke for the second time, she found a note on her dresser that read, TO MY FUCKING WHORE, MEET ME AT NUDIES TOMORROW. IF YOU DONT SHOW, I WILL TELL EVERYONE THAT YOUR A LESBIAN. Jenny sighed. Fuck you John. FUCK YOU She screamed and scrambled out of the house. She finally arrived at Nudies, took a deep breath, and walked inside. The first thing she saw was the monster who took place as her former friend. Great, you showed whore he gripped her perfect ass and rried finguring her hole through her jeans. Forget it. I'm not stripping...

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>CHAPTER 1 : Flight to London >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> LAST CALL FOR FLIGHT 1624 NON-STOP TO LONDON HEATHROW AIRPORT! Shit! I ran down the terminal in Atlanta to catch my flight to England. I slept in for more than an hour and had to skip breakfast at the hotel. Traffic wasn't too bad but the security checkpoint was a nightmare thanks to TSA. I heard the last call for my flight to London. I had to start running because the gate was on the complete other side of the terminal...just my luck. When I finally make it to the gate, the gate...

This is the sequel to the first part with the same title. To fully understand the story, I encourage you to go back and read the brief part 1 of this story. Also, here are a few pics of the slut who is the inspiration of the story; http://imgur.com/a/Brjjl -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Joe had left Sara a memo letting her now what she is supposed to wear the next day to work. Sara left to work feeling extremely nervous and self conscious. She was wearing a very short and skimpy black dress that barely covered her legs and showed ample cleavage. He ordered...

The intruder By: Patrick Augello It's Wednesday. The worst day of the week. Also known as the day where I make the twenty minute drive with my step mother, Lisa, up to Dr. Levinowitz's office to discuss my problems. After the incident, my injuries, along with the medical bills and stress, wrenched my family apart. My biological mother committed suicide after seeing her precious daughter's mangled face. Well, mangled body really. She couldn't handle the emotional pain, so she took it upon herself to drink half a bottle of bleach followed by a handle of vodka. Lisa is a great woman...