Poor tracey

Tracey considered herself American now, after all she had lived here for three years and was married to a fine American man. She was of course born an English girl, a slightly struggling English girl[…]

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Angie pt 2

Angie (pt2) He looked down at his daughter, passed out, and tried to grasp what she had said before she passed out. Not thinking with a clear mind, he shook her back awake, and asked[…]

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Sis lets me

Sis was laying out on the carpeted floor, her short, short baby blue athletic shorts on and a white t-shirt. I was giving her the massage that we had worked out a few years earlier[…]

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Awakenings

For perhaps the tenth time in as many minutes, Kathryn Gray glanced up at the large clock on the office wall. It had been one of those days that seemed like it would never end.[…]

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The end of lance

Being now in college, Lance thought he had to improve upon his social image. This upgrade also included getting a girl friend. At first, one may think this wasn’t strange. However, one simple problem existed;[…]

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Office encounter

“Damn it.” Kaylee looked at the figures before her for at least the 10th time silently begging them to add up. She hated numbers. They never came together right for her. It was so infuriating.[…]

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Linda

Linda Let me explain, I love fucking another man’s wife. I love the way they lie and run around to get me to fuck them. They always cum hard and it is always straight to[…]

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Gwen's party

I first met Gwen at a dinner with friends. She had just moved from out of town. Gwen was a total knock out, a tall leggy redhead with 36D breasts, a cute face, bright eyes,[…]

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Snow angel

The most annoying sound he could think of woke him from a sound sleep. The alarm siren on Martin’s phone told him it was Saturday and he had to get up for work. It’s a[…]

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Camryn: c07

—– 7 — Four weeks in the hospital was a nightmare. But finally; finally, I got to leave. The first two weeks were so lonely, just me, me and a bunch of adults. The last[…]

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