The email trail

From: Johnno To: Macca It’s true – I fucked her! It pretty much happened the way it said in the email. She is a real slut – but she’s a tall voluptuous fuck doll. Boys,[…]

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Michelle part 3

Training Michelle – Second Day and Beyond We awoke the next morning, much the same way we had the day before. I woke to the feeling of a gentle wet mouth on my erect cock.[…]

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Coming of age

“Amy, can I talk to you for minute in my office?” The young woman who was a college freshman did not know what her supervisor wanted. She had only been on her shift for a[…]

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My internet love

He sat there looking at her beautiful body in the moonlight she looked more attractive to him now than she had ever looked in the two years they had secretly been meeting. Graham took her[…]

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Another day's work

Darlene lie back in a nice warm bath, one leg dangling over the side, thinking pleasant thoughts as she slowly rubbed one off, just for the pleasure of it, a pleasure she’d been enjoying more[…]

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Do you dare?

I was sitting on the back table of the classroom with my friend during a particularly boring physics lesson on kinetic energy. Martina and I shared a hatred for the subject and to keep ourselves[…]

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T or d

screamed Logan as he danced in the end zone. There were 4 of the teenage boys playing a 2-on-2-football game. They were all here because it was the one’s birthday. Bryce was the one turning[…]

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The island, chapter 13

With breakfast over, the boys cleaned up the shells, and tossed them into the bathroom area behind their hut. Jimmy knew that eventually they would either have to clean their bathroom, or move their home.[…]

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Distant love

My name is Matthews Oak, nicknamed Matt,I am 16, I was born in Brazil and just recently I moved in to San Diego, California…at first…I felt bad for moving out of my country but I[…]

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Ebony sucker

The phone rang at the security desk. Bill put down his newspaper and looked at the clock. It was 8:10; everyone should have been gone by now. He picked up a pencil to log the[…]

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