Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 “So was he big, then?” The five words could have been innocuous enough, but there was something about the tone that made Ian pause before pushing open the door. “I’ll show you in a minute. I got out the camcorder.” That was Arrella. He had been staying with her and her two friends for just over a week now. The first voice had sounded like Jill’s. “You taped him? Jacking off in the shower?” Oh. That was it. Ian froze up totally and waited for the ground to swallow him up – it didn’t happen. “Well, at first I was just taping him taking a shower. I mean… he looked so hot. You can’t say you haven’t thought of how he’d look all wet…
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Our New Life Ch. 3
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 I hurried home from work one afternoon, so I could be sure and beat my wife home. Once there, I made a few quick preparations then changed into clothes a little more appropriate for what I had planned. Keeping an eye on the back yard, I waited for Michelle to get home. Eventually, I heard the garage door open and saw her come up the rear sidewalk. Standing in the kitchen, I waited for the back door to open. When Michelle opened the door, she took one step into the kitchen before she looked up and saw me standing there. What she saw must have surprised her, because she stopped short and stared at the sight before her. A look of lust entered her…
Page’s Training Ch. 11
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The Slut Wife Chronicle
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Diary of a Sex Therapist Ch. 3
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Becoming a Friend of Dorothy Pt. 03
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Best Buddies and Their Girl
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Caught and Sissified Pt. 01
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The Red Dress
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Max and Trevor arrived back at the hotel shortly after 9 pm. The wedding went off without a hitch and they figured they’d sample a bit of the local night life before catching their flight home the next morning. They were both still impeccably dressed… gorgeous black tuxes, typical bridal party wear, turning heads as they made their way thru the lobby. As they passed one of the banquet halls, they’d noticed some kind of function taking place… quite a young crowd, compared to these two anyways… “The Prom. You remember being that young?” Trevor asked Max, as he took in the scores of couples clutching their dates… “If I only knew then what I know now, ” Max replied. A very beautiful young…
Virtual Becomes Reality
Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin? Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32 It was a typical day at the customer service counter. Customers seemed to come in waves. Then nothing, then a line. The up and down of the day seemed more tiring than if there had been a constant line. But it was her last day for a few. Pamela was looking forward to a few days of nothing. Well, maybe some video games. She did like the diversion. Always felt good to shoot something. The line was forming again. Looked like a couple returns, maybe a layaway. The older guy in the back looked vaguely familiar. Probably someone’s parent that she knew. She would see when he got up to the front. In the meantime there were customers to greet and assist. Pamela’s smile…