Lynn's diary

Lynn’s Diary: my travels down a road of sexual /> My mind is reeling; it’s hard for me to comprehend everything that happened last night. I’m lying here in bed, stark naked, and I’m not[…]

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I own you

I walk in the room, push you up against the wall and kiss you so hard that it takes your breath away and leaves you panting for breath… Pinning your arms against the wall, I[…]

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Milfs – part 5

MILFs – Part 5 Mona Wendell lay naked on the bed in her cabin, the sheets and blankets scattered in disarray. An empty bottle and glass were on the nightstand, the bottle on its side.[…]

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The touch

Ed went to his window to investigate the noise he heard outside and discovered an old man in the alley, rooting through the trashcan for something to eat. He felt a little sympathy for the[…]

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In the library

In the Library? (An absolutely true story) In 1964, I was 17 and a freshman at Illinois Institute of Technology. I was not doing particularly well in my studies even though I had graduated top[…]

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The manager: part one

"How does that feel, Allison," Brian asked while icing down her ankle!?! "It really hurts," she said through clenched teeth, "I was going up for a rebound and landed on somebody's foot and rolled it[…]

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