Teenage love

I looked through my window and there she was. My bestfriend, the girl I've been in love with since 8th grade, masturbating. Her pink, teenage pussy soaking wet as she stuck two fingers, in and[…]

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Master's valentine

Sturing the pot of chocolate again so it doesn't clump I lay out the strawberries and the pineapple, to be dipped and eaten later tonight. The house has been cleaned and I had a couple[…]

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College days ch. 09

Colette and I arrived home late Wednesday afternoon from the airport. Colette was pretty tired, she had risen early for the conference each morning we were away, then again to catch the plane home. In[…]

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The next encounter

The ultimate would be to take you somewhere somewhat unique — either the New Otani hotel in LA — or maybe the Mission Inn in suburban Riverside. The room would be elegant — not overdone,[…]

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