Who fucked angie mcgee?

Who Fucked Angie McGee By Jefferson Peter Morrow rubbed his eyes with his fingers, trying desperately to get the sleep dust out and make them stop itching. He glanced over at his traveling companion. He[…]

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First day

"This has been my dream since I went on that historically black college tour!" The girl on the side of me practically beamed. I sighed and lugged my suitcases down the hall to my new[…]

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Darker desires

It was 6:47 as I looked over at the alarm. The sun was starting to creep through the window, so like my usual self I pushed my face into the bed and pulled my satin[…]

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Helping hands

Sunday morning, the phone rang. It was Alicia, the lady next door “Hey, Mike,” she said. “Do you know anything about DVD /> “A little bit,” I said. “How come?” not working,” she said. “I[…]

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Power

Several minutes later there is a stir, followed by a hushed silence, as I came in. Jaclyn sees a rush of people move toward me, everyone wanting to welcome me at once. Jaclyn recognized me[…]

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Angie's nightly run

Angie was preparing for her nightly run, every night after she got off work she would take a jog through the park, and she though tonight would be no different. Angie slipped off her work[…]

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Our night pt 2

Laying on the floor wrapped up in your arms I try and get my breathing back to normal. Pressing my cheek to your chest I cuddle into you, listening as your heart slow its pounding.[…]

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Tailor

I am 34, married for 8 yrs, mother of a 4 yr old. Once my husband had an invitation to attend an important congregation of commercial photographers. He wanted me to look at my absolute[…]

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