El Cuerpo Antonio Banderas
"Be my guest," Diane says with a laugh and a wink, pointing to the toilet as Shelly plops down on it, now herself blushing a little as she expels her enema
I crouch down to get a better view of your waist. My hands work fast at detaching the clasps from your button and zipper. I take each hand to your sides and lightly drag them down, catching your pants in the process. They quickly fall to the floor and I look up at you half naked body. Now you're just in your boxers and I can see the head of your cock desperately trying to struggle out of them.
© Copyright Mark J Daniels 2006
"Family," was a word I wasn't really familiar with. I was an orphan and the only family I knew was always the foster kind. I always felt like that meant I didn't belong, like it wasn't a "real" family. When I met Laura's parents, her sister and her husband, and they told me "welcome to the family" they meant it and I knew it was real. And then there was little Annie, the first of what my new family hoped was a whole flock of grandchildren.
Tired from the days events, April and I showered early and went to bed. We slept together in her bed. That was nice. She has this small bed that is only big enough for one person. So when we got into bed together, we were constantly rubbing against each other. We had to hug each other to keep from falling out of her tiny bed.
"Look I need some more time to get ready the way you want me to…" she started. Even before she could finish the Leader shouted.
I gave a short laugh. "Hardly. You know why Mom and Dad have you checking on me?"
"And I will give you another rod with this knife shoved up your crotch," Little Red Ridinghood replied.
Because the room where the group from the paper was seated was off to the side of the main dining hall, and the group Carole was with was seated at a booth at the far opposite corner of the large room, with Carole's back to the other diners, she never noticed Mark's presence.
If you enjoyed these characters, you can read other adventures of Ross the Boss. The first story is called " Hey, Legs", and is in the erotic couplings section. " Ross the Boss Ch 2" introduces Elena, and is under 'mature'.
I'm caught off guard, never expecting this to happen.
I tried my best to smile and acted nonchalant. "Nothing really, Sweetie. We'll talk more when we get home."
Following Kathy, Trevor was outside taking his things out of his car. I walked with Kathy to her car and held her door for her as she got in. Loudly so that Trevor could hear, I leaned down to Kathy and told her to drive safe and went for a good-bye kiss. She just turned her head and started to back her car out of the driveway. I stood up and waved bye to Kathy knowing she wasn't even paying me any attention. I noticed that Trevor seen the same thing.
But it is not his beauty that has my hands clenching into white-knuckled knots of tension, my throat closing in fear and disbelief…
"Can't say I have, sorry Sheriff." Reaching behind him, Charles pulls the door closed. "If I see anyone I'll be sure to call you."
"Okay Carrie" and her hand shot down and she began frantically rubbing her clit,
I dressed in black thigh highs, three inch black heels, silk panties, a black lacy silk bra. Over this I had on loose red pleated skirt with a gray silk blouse. I had on this gorgeous wet looking red lipstick. He came to the door in some soft looking gray pants, a white v neck shirt and no shoes. She was behind him.
I crouch down to get a better view of your waist. My hands work fast at detaching the clasps from your button and zipper. I take each hand to your sides and lightly drag them down, catching your pants in the process. They quickly fall to the floor and I look up at you half naked body. Now you're just in your boxers and I can see the head of your cock desperately trying to struggle out of them.
© Copyright Mark J Daniels 2006
"Family," was a word I wasn't really familiar with. I was an orphan and the only family I knew was always the foster kind. I always felt like that meant I didn't belong, like it wasn't a "real" family. When I met Laura's parents, her sister and her husband, and they told me "welcome to the family" they meant it and I knew it was real. And then there was little Annie, the first of what my new family hoped was a whole flock of grandchildren.
Tired from the days events, April and I showered early and went to bed. We slept together in her bed. That was nice. She has this small bed that is only big enough for one person. So when we got into bed together, we were constantly rubbing against each other. We had to hug each other to keep from falling out of her tiny bed.
"Look I need some more time to get ready the way you want me to…" she started. Even before she could finish the Leader shouted.
I gave a short laugh. "Hardly. You know why Mom and Dad have you checking on me?"
"And I will give you another rod with this knife shoved up your crotch," Little Red Ridinghood replied.
Because the room where the group from the paper was seated was off to the side of the main dining hall, and the group Carole was with was seated at a booth at the far opposite corner of the large room, with Carole's back to the other diners, she never noticed Mark's presence.
If you enjoyed these characters, you can read other adventures of Ross the Boss. The first story is called " Hey, Legs", and is in the erotic couplings section. " Ross the Boss Ch 2" introduces Elena, and is under 'mature'.
I'm caught off guard, never expecting this to happen.
I tried my best to smile and acted nonchalant. "Nothing really, Sweetie. We'll talk more when we get home."
Following Kathy, Trevor was outside taking his things out of his car. I walked with Kathy to her car and held her door for her as she got in. Loudly so that Trevor could hear, I leaned down to Kathy and told her to drive safe and went for a good-bye kiss. She just turned her head and started to back her car out of the driveway. I stood up and waved bye to Kathy knowing she wasn't even paying me any attention. I noticed that Trevor seen the same thing.
But it is not his beauty that has my hands clenching into white-knuckled knots of tension, my throat closing in fear and disbelief…
"Can't say I have, sorry Sheriff." Reaching behind him, Charles pulls the door closed. "If I see anyone I'll be sure to call you."
"Okay Carrie" and her hand shot down and she began frantically rubbing her clit,
I dressed in black thigh highs, three inch black heels, silk panties, a black lacy silk bra. Over this I had on loose red pleated skirt with a gray silk blouse. I had on this gorgeous wet looking red lipstick. He came to the door in some soft looking gray pants, a white v neck shirt and no shoes. She was behind him.
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