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on…Fill me up! Yeah spray it on me honey fuck fuck…yes make me
cum…make your lit-
Oh, hi. You must be the reporter. Mistress Eva said you were coming at two.
It is two? Wow, time just flies when you fingering your cunt. But you
can’t tell Mistress Eva I was …
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“I’d have thought they would be well into it now.”
“Oh, yeah – they’ve been working on it for over a year now,
but the number of programs they’ve got running is enormous!
They don’t so much need skilled programmers to deduce how to
solve their problems, they just need people who know Cobol and
can make the changes they’ve …
He entered the lobby, nervous at what he was planning, but
also eager to complete it successfully and see how she handled
it. He ran a gloved hand over the frosted intercom panel,
stopping and pressing one labeled “9 – Sanders” and cleared his
throat.
“Yes?” It was the sound he’d fallen in love with – the
voice of this …
As Bill left the booth, Venus found herself suddenly alone. Amazing how
one can be in the middle of everything, be heard by so many people, and yet
feel so totally isolated from the rest of the world. “Oh well, the show must
go on!” she thought to herself. Glancing at the console, she saw she had a
minute or …
“I don’t know why I did this with you,” she worked in between licks,
“But you better not tell anyone or so help me…”
“Come to my house after work tomorrow.” He answered. He simply added
this as an unconscious command rather than justify himself verbally.
This could be real fun. I gotta do Fran today too, he thought.
“No …
Read More →Bob had lived in the house for five years before he found the book.
One day he was cleaning the crawl space, for the first time, when he
spotted a small brown cover under the ancient dust. It was no more
than a quarter inch thick, but was not noticeably different from some
of the unevenly laid boards. He only …
When Kathy left Mrs. Johnson’s class the next day, her teacher
smiled radiantly at her and motioned her to her desk. When the
other students had filtered out of the room, Mrs. Johnson spoke.
“I heard you were quite a hit last night, Kathy,” she said.
Kathy blushed.
“Yeah, I guess…” she murmured.
“Well, I’ve got another guy who wants …
Kathy Dawson’s mind raced for the next few days, wondering when
Mrs. Johnson would put her to work. Every day in her class, the
teacher would smile at her and talk to her briefly, but no word
would come as to when Kathy’s services would be requested by a
“customer”.
Finally, one day when Kathy was leaving Mrs. Johnson’s class,…
Kathy Dawson had an attractive figure, and she knew it. The
teeb sophomore’s body was budding into a young woman. Her 5’7″
frame was beginning to become more shapely, and she looked in the
school bathroom mirror, admiring herself in her new cheerleading
uniform.
Kathy was excited about making the Madison High J.V. squad for
the second year, and this …
Peter groaned. His buttocks contracted and he arched his back, lifting
his pelvis off the bed in a futile attempt to reach Susana’s mouth,
hanging teasingly just a centimetre or so above the tip of his straining
cock. Her left hand circled the base of his tool, squeezing lightly in a
rhythm that matched the slow passage of her tongue …
He spent a restless night, constantly waking up in a state of
heightened excitement.
She would not leave him, even in his dreams. The last one he
particularly enjoyed. In it the Countess sold her apartment,
bought a large house in the country and of course, needed a
handyman to look after the place. Apart from one painful bit,
where …
It has been a long day. Your neck and back are a
little sore from being
on the computer all day, and you attempt to reach back and
rub them. But I
gently push your hands away. Then I begin to knead the
muscles of your
upper back,my fingers pushing in and around, up and down,
until gradually
you feel …
Peter groaned. His buttocks contracted and he arched his back, lifting
his pelvis off the bed in a futile attempt to reach Susana’s mouth,
hanging teasingly just a centimetre or so above the tip of his straining
cock. Her left hand circled the base of his tool, squeezing lightly in a
rhythm that matched the slow passage of her tongue …
“That is unfortunate–for you. For me, it is most
advantageous.”
Hazun’s prick had risen to an amazing stand as he looked at
the mem-sahib with the golden hair. Knowing that the sahib’s hand
was playing between her secret places made Hazun want to bend
beneath the table and sneak a peek. Only Hazun knew he would
immediately be suspect if …
We were horny young guys just past the cusp of puberty. It was summer
holidays and we were allowed to stay out far past the falling of darkness.
It was the late forties and kids were safe in the streets, even in a
working class neighborhood like ours.
Women on our street all stayed home keeping house and raising their…