09.10.2024
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It had been almost a month since Trudy's first foray into the exciting world of dominance and submission and she and Mr. Wilson had enjoyed adventure after adventure. Trudy had found a whole new level of excitement in surrendering herself totally to her lover's desires. Just putting on a blindfold was now enough to cause her pussy to literally drip with excitement. Mr. Wilson had tied Trudy in a number of different positions each more exposing than the last. She had enjoyed being bound to her bed on her back with her hands fastened to the headboard and her ankles spread to the bottom corners.
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08.10.2024
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The chill October breeze sent a shiver through my body as I closed the front door of my parents' house who I had been visiting that evening. As I locked the mortice, I heard a sound to my left. I looked round and, in the frame of light created by the open front door of the neighbouring house, I saw, over the dividing fence, my 'childhood sweetheart' struggling to manoeuvre a large fridge/freezer over the precipice of the doorstep.
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08.10.2024
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Lisa Moeschen’s large, floppy boobs hung on each side of her skinny chest as she lied on her slender back watching Bob Fisher’s huge testicles descend to her mouth. She was twenty-five and had lost her virginity to Bob, a painter ten years her senior whom she said she loved, and did in a way, but really considered him little more than a man who licked her tender pussy for hours and who had an enormous cock and big, shaven balls she could feast on.
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07.10.2024
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Serena agrees to be photographed in her high heels
After Serena's visit to The Fetish Shoe Shop, Mrs Wyles was in touch with her again. This time she wanted to know whether she would be willing to be photographed wearing her fetish shoes for publicity for the shop. Mrs Wyles pointed out that of course her face would not be shown in the photos. Serena agreed and Mrs Wyles told her that Roger, her photographer would soon be in touch with her.
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07.10.2024
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This is a little departure from my usual creampie stories. Yes there are creampies in it as they are my favorite. But there is some male bisexuality as well. If this offends you, please skip this story. Thank you.
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06.10.2024
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There was just something about her. From all the way across the crowded reception hall, she caught Larry's eye. Larry had been thinking about cutting out early. He had been invited to the wedding of a friend of a friend mostly to be a "seat-filler" he thought. Or to even up the number of unattached males to females.
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06.10.2024
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"Sh, Sh, Sh, sweet baby, it is going to be ok." Looking at the wall clock, I notice it is 4 a.m. 2 hours of non-stop crying. What started as a little whimper has gone into a full blown distress cry. I am now officially a single mom. Emily is a week old and we are trying to learn how to breastfeed together.
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05.10.2024
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The last few months had been a nightmare. I was working more and more overtime at work, and getting very little rest. I finally reached the breaking point, and decided to take a week off. My boss wasn't too happy, but let me go anyway. The way I see it, he didn't have much of a choice. I either took some time off, or I would find a new place to work.
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05.10.2024
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When I came into the bedroom and saw her off white skirt with the butterflies I knew it was going to be a great day and I was going to get to see her in heels and hose. I was ready and tending to the kids when she came out and she looked great. She had on her brown pumps and sheer Hanes silk reflections. I immediately got the camera and snapped as many picture as I could with the kids running around. My wife sat in her chair reading the paper and crossed her legs towards me, I could see the arch of her foot and she ever so slightly let her shoe slip on her foot a bit exposing just a tad bit more of her foot.
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04.10.2024
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It was a warm October afternoon where I lived in England. I left my house in the quaint little village where I lived and started to walk to the bus stop. It felt particularly odd today as I had no pram to push along and my hands felt bare because of this.
I gave birth to Amelia three months ago. My ex-boyfriend (Amelia's father) had decided that we should part although it was an amicable parting.
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