The fury

"Please stop. I can't take it." Her voice was hoarse from screaming. She was face down on the bed. Her ass up high like he liked it. Her ass was red, but not raw. He[…]

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The question

The Question It all started out with a question, admittedly an incredibly personal one, but a question nevertheless. Laurie was no more than a casual acquaintance I’d met her at the school where I dropped[…]

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Old farm fun

Back to work at the farmhouse. I had seen the pictures, it had been quite a plot of land in its day…the current owner of the farmhouse had grown old. He had sold much of[…]

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Sharon j.

A week after I gave Rhoda her first erotic massage in several years, I got a call from her daughter, Sharon. She said, "Pete, I know it's only been a week since Mom’s massage, but[…]

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