Loosey lucy

Fbailey story number 185 Loosey Lucy When I was in the fifth grade I was eleven years old, flat chested and I didn’t even have hair on my pussy yet but that didn’t stop Billy[…]

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Southern belle

This story is not based on any actual event or person. All characters and all parts of the story are completely fictional. Viewer discretion is advised. Two women sat in a beautifully lit office room.[…]

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The break in

“Hey boys, gather around, I have a story to tell you,” I say as I walk in the bar and order a drink. I was out late last night, as usual, looking for open windows[…]

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Bad vicki

Vicki bounced into the room with her usual energy. Her plaid skirt flitting up slightly as she did and her breasts straining against the fabric of her white cotton blouse. Her pig tails bounced on[…]

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The prisoner (part 3)

Stephen’s alarm went off at 6:30 in the morning. ‘That was strange; his alarm usually went off at 7.’ He turned over to try to go back to sleep, then jumped upright, remembering what was[…]

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My uncle

It started out 1 day when I was at my uncle's house and my uncle was at work working the graveyard shift and I was staying the week with them. I was 15 and she[…]

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Family ties

Cheri looked at herself in the mirror and ran a brush through her dishwater blonde hair, Here they were having a cookout and her husband Doug wanted a quickie. She had sure shut him up[…]

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The softest touch

I remember seeing her from across the room earlier tonight. She looked so sad and lost. There was something about her, something untouchable but a desire to be held. She say there in the cut,[…]

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