Susan’s Saturday Night Sex Ch. 08
There are no characters under the age of 18 in this story. All characters portrayed are over the age of 21. All about sex. Susan’s Saturday night 4F ritual of finding, feeling, fucking, and forgetting Read More …
There are no characters under the age of 18 in this story. All characters portrayed are over the age of 21. All about sex. Susan’s Saturday night 4F ritual of finding, feeling, fucking, and forgetting Read More …
Sal Goldman crept up behind Katie as she leaned over the front of her desk reviewing the event schedule for the hotel. He turned his hand palm up with his two middle fingers together and Read More …
Intro: This is a total work of my sick imagination. Any resemblance to anyone on this planet is just your imagination. You can’t think I’d write something I could get sued over. Half siblings, Shelby Read More …
My summer vacation after graduation was going to be as exciting as I could possibly make it. My new step dad had asked me and my stepbrother to straighten up the garage over the summer, Read More …
I’m Sylvia. Thirty Nine years old. 35 C and well proportioned. Love handles are a bit hard to grip. I own and run a small studio where I try to beat the shit out of Read More …
The only reason that I moved into the ‘Assisted Living Community’ at all was so that I wouldn’t become a burden to my grandson, Jeffery and his family. I had just turned 80, and hell Read More …
My wife and I decided early in our marriage not to have children. We felt as though it might put the damper on our sexual relationship, and that was very important to us. Besides, neither Read More …
I live in a small village in the middle of England with my wife. We have been married for 30 years and both of our children have now left home. This particular day she was Read More …
The first time I saw her was out in the parking lot of our office building. The smooth, bare calves that ended in plain black pumps were what caught my eye. I remember just sitting Read More …
Tuesday afternoon and back at Annie’s. As I walked into the garden I looked at the lawn. The grass was long after all the rain and I decided I must give it a mow. Although Read More …