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The first time I saw her naked was five years after we had been living alone together. She came out of the shower with a light blue towel around her body and a white one covering her dark hair. As she walked by me to get to her room, she reached up with both hands to make an adjustment and the body wrap fell around her ankles. My eyes were filled.

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Sun, sand, and silence. The beach was gloriously empty. Susan had been coming to this stretch of the Côte d'Ivoire for years. It was her retreat from the whirl of business life. The pavillon was humble by modern standards -- only a few rooms, with aging fitments -- but its rustic charm somehow enhanced rather than reduced its appeal. It was a family-run affair: well, it had been. The concierge had mentioned a change of ownership when she'd arrived yesterday afternoon.

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Several of the candidates for the secretary's job were more beautiful than she was. A more than a few had tried hard to make clear, with their hungry eyes and seductive smiles, that pleasing the boss would be something they'd do willingly, and well. But it was a secretary's "position" that he was most concerned with, and when this one, Audra, a twenty-four year old minx of vaguely Asian or Native American features, turned and walked away -- with firm, upraised buttocks and a curve to her back that pulled her asscheeks higher -- he knew that he had found a woman he would be able to fuck as nature intended, from behind her upthrust ass while she stood straight up.

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I've waited so long to be with you again, and when your call came, the message on my answering machine with flight numbers and arrival time, I have to admit, I was at first, more confused than excited. I fret, and pace, and forget to eat. I remember the circumstances of our goodbye: Lamenting the loss of someone with such similar physical needs and desires because our lifestyles wouldn't and couldn't mesh, at least not at that time.

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I was lying on my stomach recovering from a massive orgasm with Seamus' huge fat cock buried up my snatch. I could feel his cock pulsing and throbbing. I had just finished being driven through my second orgasm. The first one was almost simultaneous – I had started coming first and was writhing and screaming when Seamus, riding me hard, fired his load up my snatch. We rested a bit with his cock buried up my snatch until he was ready for another go around;

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Joanna Quimby worked everyday at the public library. She loved her job because she loved books. They added so much to her vivid imagination. When she was alone with her books, she came to life. This quiet librarian was a statuesque 6'2", and rail thin. Her long hair was often found pulled back into a fiery bushel of tight red curls, and tied with a black velvet bow.

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Kelly and I met in our freshman composition class, two eighteen-year-olds sitting in the back of the room trying not to fall asleep together and cutting jokes about our professor as he talked about how his class was an important foundation for our collegiate success, would help us in life, etc., etc. All the same shit that high school teachers tried to tell me.

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"See anything you like?" Scott asked before taking another drink from his beer bottle. I took a small sip of my drink before shaking my head. "Not really," I responded, resting my arms easily on the railing in front of me. "Usually this place is better." My eyes continued to scan the dance floor of the club before drifting over to the area to the side, covered with tables and chairs.

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"Just a minute," I said to Kati as she stood up from her dressing table after putting on her make-up and smoothed her skirt down. We were getting ready to go out one Thursday evening to a friend's birthday celebration at a restaurant in town. We were already running late by a few minutes but there was important business to deal with first. I motioned for her to lift her skirt and she raised it up around her hips.

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Sara woke up and stretched. Nate's bed was warm and comfortable and she didn't really want to move. She lay for a few minutes until she couldn't stay still any longer. She was wide awake so she slid out of bed and walked to the bathroom, completely naked. Sara felt relaxed and well rested and at ease with her body. Nate made her feel confident and sexy.

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