Naked Pictures Of My Ex
"But Daddy, it's too big and it's where you pee from, I can't." she whimpered, her body bucking against Tom's fingers.
"You want my dick?" cooed Pam, holding it at the entrance of Bridget's needy pussy, rubbing it up and down to wet the tip.
"We're just here to have some fun, not to get ready for the US Grand Slam." He replied, laughing.
I snapped the cock around my waist and watched Gina's beautiful body as she sprawled out across the bed. Slowly I slithered on top of her and lowered my torso on top of hers. Embracing her in a passionate kiss, I worked the slick fucking tool into her wet pussy, forcing it in, then backing it out. She moaned passionately while I began a methodic rhythm.
The thought of having two men at one time was April's ultimate dream come true. The two of them were willing themselves on her and possibly reading her mind.
The woman leaves unobtrusively. The chairman watches her as she walks the length of the long room toward the door. She is tall and well-proportioned. Her straw-colored hair is a long cascade of curls. Her business suit is lime green, the skirt quite short. Her high heels and the skirt emphasize her long legs as she strides away, her hair bouncing attractively. The chairman calls to her as she reaches the door.
"What..." she started to ask before Bob brought her up short, and again headed for the hall.
"Doesn't matter. You caught me one morning as well, remember?"
They finally arrive at her place, and gather his things to take in the house. Once inside they place his things on the floor and fall in each others arms. He lifts her up and she wraps her legs around his waist. He carries her to the couch and sits down with her on his lap. Her hands come up to unbutton his shirt, her mouth dropping to kiss his neck. She pulls his shirt off, and runs her hands along his strong chest. Moving back to gain a little more room, she leans over and plants a kiss on his chest. She draws her tongue along his flesh, tasting his skin that she has tasted in her mind for so long.
It seems like forever before he returns, you think that you have even had a sleep and feel a little groggy and light headed as you feel him sit on the edge of the bed beside you.
She looked startled, "Master, I'm so sorry, I had no idea you would be eating. You've never eaten at home before. I've never cooked. I didn't make anything."
Crying in agony (I now know what that means) I slid my sweaty body back across the marble table-top, and I saw him lying on his side on the floor. I started to stand up to run, but my legs didn't work and I fell too, right next to him. I tried to push away from him, but my arms were still like noodles, and I couldn't control them. Besides, I don't think I had the strength to lift a Kleenex.
I met Richard (Dick) Philips two months ago at an afternoon party of a mutual friend. We are both interested in nature conservation and our mutual friend had a fundraising-get-together for people in the entertainment industry of Los Angeles. I didn't know that Dick worked in the adult industry and when our mutual friend introduced us, she didn't mention it either. We hit it off right away. I was impressed with this tall dark and handsome young man with his designer stubble, his beautiful teeth and dimpled smile. We talked about our travels, the state of pollution in LA and the rest of California, and what we can do to prevent the total destruction of our environment.
"Okay, slut. Shove the cuke back in and fuck yourself with it."
"Let me finish. She has an interest in being with a nice black guy to see what they are like, what they think about. Not just a one night stand. She would like to date a black guy four or five times over several months. She is concerned about catching something."
"Fantastic," he said as he passed, patting my bum as he went.
I switched it off but not before staring at the neatly trimmed triangle of her pubic hair.
Both guys decided to suckle her breast. Sid took her stiff left nipple into his mouth and began sucking and licking it. Ken licked and nibbled on her right nipple. The two men ran their hands down to her crotch and group groped her tender pussy. Taking turns fingering her and rubbing her swollen clit. Cynthia begged them to stop. The sensations of the two mouths on her breast combined with the hands on her pussy were once again bringing her body to arousal. And the young nurse was not sure how much more of this she could stand. The two men refused to let up.
Julienne's gentle examination of my testes had resulted in a flow of blood into my cock; I was getting an erection!
Attention: This story is not real; it is fictional. You need to be eighteen years of age or older to read this story. Any resemblance to people alive or dead is only coincidental. If you are not or if you don't like sexual themed stories please stop reading this story now! Please go to a different web site.
The party. Frat party. There had been lots of drinking, lots of music, and lots of sex. She passed on the drinks and had walked through the throng of bodies, which filled the house, just observing. Sometimes she would find herself a seat and watch the show. A girl in a short skirt straddling some jock, rubbing against him as his erection pushed to get free. There were even a few threesomes going on, two girls sucking a guy off, or two guys in one mouth. She watched them all, was wet and horny, but never touched herself, just watched. On the way to the bathroom, down a long hall, a hand had taken her by the arm. At first she thought it was another drunken frat and was ready to turn around, but he kept himself behind her. He placed a hand on her shoulder.
Mom was sucking him while he said "MMMMM.... Yeah... Show me how your going to suck him off." Now that drove mom nuts because she was moaning and getting louder. Then Dad said "Now whisper in his ear what you want to do to him."
"You want my dick?" cooed Pam, holding it at the entrance of Bridget's needy pussy, rubbing it up and down to wet the tip.
"We're just here to have some fun, not to get ready for the US Grand Slam." He replied, laughing.
I snapped the cock around my waist and watched Gina's beautiful body as she sprawled out across the bed. Slowly I slithered on top of her and lowered my torso on top of hers. Embracing her in a passionate kiss, I worked the slick fucking tool into her wet pussy, forcing it in, then backing it out. She moaned passionately while I began a methodic rhythm.
The thought of having two men at one time was April's ultimate dream come true. The two of them were willing themselves on her and possibly reading her mind.
The woman leaves unobtrusively. The chairman watches her as she walks the length of the long room toward the door. She is tall and well-proportioned. Her straw-colored hair is a long cascade of curls. Her business suit is lime green, the skirt quite short. Her high heels and the skirt emphasize her long legs as she strides away, her hair bouncing attractively. The chairman calls to her as she reaches the door.
"What..." she started to ask before Bob brought her up short, and again headed for the hall.
"Doesn't matter. You caught me one morning as well, remember?"
They finally arrive at her place, and gather his things to take in the house. Once inside they place his things on the floor and fall in each others arms. He lifts her up and she wraps her legs around his waist. He carries her to the couch and sits down with her on his lap. Her hands come up to unbutton his shirt, her mouth dropping to kiss his neck. She pulls his shirt off, and runs her hands along his strong chest. Moving back to gain a little more room, she leans over and plants a kiss on his chest. She draws her tongue along his flesh, tasting his skin that she has tasted in her mind for so long.
It seems like forever before he returns, you think that you have even had a sleep and feel a little groggy and light headed as you feel him sit on the edge of the bed beside you.
She looked startled, "Master, I'm so sorry, I had no idea you would be eating. You've never eaten at home before. I've never cooked. I didn't make anything."
Crying in agony (I now know what that means) I slid my sweaty body back across the marble table-top, and I saw him lying on his side on the floor. I started to stand up to run, but my legs didn't work and I fell too, right next to him. I tried to push away from him, but my arms were still like noodles, and I couldn't control them. Besides, I don't think I had the strength to lift a Kleenex.
I met Richard (Dick) Philips two months ago at an afternoon party of a mutual friend. We are both interested in nature conservation and our mutual friend had a fundraising-get-together for people in the entertainment industry of Los Angeles. I didn't know that Dick worked in the adult industry and when our mutual friend introduced us, she didn't mention it either. We hit it off right away. I was impressed with this tall dark and handsome young man with his designer stubble, his beautiful teeth and dimpled smile. We talked about our travels, the state of pollution in LA and the rest of California, and what we can do to prevent the total destruction of our environment.
"Okay, slut. Shove the cuke back in and fuck yourself with it."
"Let me finish. She has an interest in being with a nice black guy to see what they are like, what they think about. Not just a one night stand. She would like to date a black guy four or five times over several months. She is concerned about catching something."
"Fantastic," he said as he passed, patting my bum as he went.
I switched it off but not before staring at the neatly trimmed triangle of her pubic hair.
Both guys decided to suckle her breast. Sid took her stiff left nipple into his mouth and began sucking and licking it. Ken licked and nibbled on her right nipple. The two men ran their hands down to her crotch and group groped her tender pussy. Taking turns fingering her and rubbing her swollen clit. Cynthia begged them to stop. The sensations of the two mouths on her breast combined with the hands on her pussy were once again bringing her body to arousal. And the young nurse was not sure how much more of this she could stand. The two men refused to let up.
Julienne's gentle examination of my testes had resulted in a flow of blood into my cock; I was getting an erection!
Attention: This story is not real; it is fictional. You need to be eighteen years of age or older to read this story. Any resemblance to people alive or dead is only coincidental. If you are not or if you don't like sexual themed stories please stop reading this story now! Please go to a different web site.
The party. Frat party. There had been lots of drinking, lots of music, and lots of sex. She passed on the drinks and had walked through the throng of bodies, which filled the house, just observing. Sometimes she would find herself a seat and watch the show. A girl in a short skirt straddling some jock, rubbing against him as his erection pushed to get free. There were even a few threesomes going on, two girls sucking a guy off, or two guys in one mouth. She watched them all, was wet and horny, but never touched herself, just watched. On the way to the bathroom, down a long hall, a hand had taken her by the arm. At first she thought it was another drunken frat and was ready to turn around, but he kept himself behind her. He placed a hand on her shoulder.
Mom was sucking him while he said "MMMMM.... Yeah... Show me how your going to suck him off." Now that drove mom nuts because she was moaning and getting louder. Then Dad said "Now whisper in his ear what you want to do to him."
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