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As I closed my car door and stepped toward my house, a small voice cracked like leather on an old saddle called out, "Alan, you've got a package over here." "Thanks, Mrs. Taylor. I'll be over in just a minute." I carried my satchel into the house and picked up a envelop of photographs I'd just gotten developed the day before.

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My boyfriend Chad was taking a shower and so I thought now I'd take out what I had bought for him that morning, actually bought for both of us - a big new dildo. I have something of a fetish for cocks. It's not just that I like to suck them and fuck them, but that I'm something of a connoisseur when it comes to the form of the male sex organ. And this dildo was definitely very special. I like to watch porn flicks with Chad which feature a certain guy.

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It was Christmas Eve and the Grinch was on the prowl. He lurked and he crept, and he leapt with a scowl. He landed atop the house of a Who, Little Christmas Loo Who, who would soon turn twenty-two. Chrissie Loo was born on the day of the Who's favorite season, But she despised Christmas for that very same reason.

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"Fore!!!" Sam shouted as he swung the club, striking the little white ball with a resounding 'crack." I held my hand up to shield my eyes from the sun as I watched the ball sail into the distance, veering off to the right before disappearing into a copse of tall trees. "God Damn It!" he cursed, pounding the driver into the turf in frustration.

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I met Melinda while working at a bank during college. She was very, very hot. She had the classic Italian look, dark hair framing an olive oil complexion and big soft lips that were built for sucking cock. She was skinny with curves in all the right places and had nice round breasts to complete the package. Needless to say I was attracted to her right from the get go and was very pleasantly surprised when I discovered the attraction was mutual. We began to see each other frequently, and the sex was hot.

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Part One With hot shower water still steaming off of him, he looks down at the clothes laid out on the bed -- the usual trousers, white shirt and tie, socks... "Honey?" he shouts into the next room. A few seconds later his wife appears, poking her pale, bright eyed face through the doorway. She has a mischievous grin on her face already.

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I am probably the most typical white guy in America. 31 years old, married for 4 years, with a two year old kid and obsessed with sex. I can't help it. I want to kiss, lick and suck pussy. I want to bury my face in big, firm but soft mounds of breasts. I want to breathe in the mixed aroma between her legs of pussy and ass before I slowly drag my tongue from asshole to clit. I want her to do the same to me- but now I'm dreaming and this is a true story so I'll stick to the facts.

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"The ocean is so beautiful. I wish I could stay out here all night." Cadence said, snuggling closer to her man. She sat and watched as the beautiful sunset was slowly dipping below the horizon. To her right the lifeguard was closing shop in his hut, leaving them alone on the beach. Most of the other people had already left; on occasion a couple would walk by, completely absorbed in each other.

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As I laid naked on the soft King sized bed, a trickle of sweat ran down my back and raced for the crack of my ass. Everything felt hot. The sheets were hot, the pillow was hot, and more importantly, I was hot. ‘It’s a dry heat,’ is all I heard from the locals, but at nearly midnight in Las Vegas and the needle still hovering around 90, I didn’t care what the locals said. I was hot.

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It was a long week. Work had taken nearly everything out of Nicki. She needed a break and she needed it soon or else she was going to just crumble. It was 5:45pm and her normal day ended at 6. She could damn near feel each minute ticking away like it was an eternity. It was Friday and she intended to do some heavy partying with her friends. She had even brought her evening attire with her to work. So she wouldn't have to stop home to change.

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