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Shortly after 5 AM the sun raged through the haze over the lake and began another attack on Chicago. The humidity and temperature had both been in the low nineties all week and today didn't look like the time for moderation. Fred sat up in bed, swung his feet to the floor and felt with his feet for his slippers. The air conditioner had been on maximum cool all night and when he reached for the knob to turn it to Low Cool he noticed moisture had accumulated on the outside of the window pane. August in Chicago, he wasn't surprised.

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It has seemed a really good idea at the time. Bethany had always been like Emma's adopted kid sister. Her cousin had been born when Emma was twelve, and as a young teenager Emma had delighted in playing with the toddler. When Bethany had her first day at school, Emma had taken her little cousin to the gate, to give her the confidence that even her own mummy didn't seem to instil in her. (She'd made herself late for school).

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We arrive right on time. The hostess welcomes us and escorts us inside as the valet drives off in our vehicle. She leads us into the private waiting area and offers us drinks. After pouring the drinks, she explains that our driver will arrive shortly and then excuses herself. Just as we finish our drinks, the limo arrives at the dimly lit rear entrance. Our journey into the dark, mysterious world of blind eroticism has begun.

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My loving husband and I have had a wonderful marriage for thirty years. That’s not to say we haven’t had the typical ups and downs, from time to time. But, through it all, we’ve been faithful to our vows and have never strayed. I contend that two of the important reasons for our marital bliss are: we both have a good sense of humor and an excellent partnership in bed.

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Yeah, Niki was my girl, and to this day I still don’t understand why. She was as cute as they come. A farmer’s daughter and he sure knew how to grow ’em, if you know what I mean. About 5’ 3’’ short, long straight brown hair, green eyes, cute little nose, and full luscious lips. Tits, oh those beautiful tits, not too big, not too small, you know just right. She was about 10 Lbs. over perfect weight.

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We live in a well to do neighborhood. The men make a good living and most of the wives don't have to work. We all have small children and five of the wives got together and formed their own day care. It wasn't the money, they just were fearful from what they were hearing on the news. The way it works is that every day a different mom would watch the kids and that would let the other four go shopping or do lunch or what ever it is that women do that don't have to work.

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I knew this would mean that he, they, would be here in about 20 minutes. I was about to be fucked by two cocks simultaneously! Without meaning to, I came just at that thought. This was going to be a great night. I had oil ready, just in case. I had never had a problem self-lubricating before but then again I'd never been taken by two guys before.

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Henri smiled. Susan liked the cheerful, guileless concierge-come-garçon de café that was as much a part of the pavillon as the faded, not-quite-peeling paint, the louvered shutters and the balmy salt breeze. She'd come to treasure this quiet little place on the Côte d'Ivoire. Henri's warm grin and genuine welcome greeted her every time.

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Gwen sat down on the hotel bed in frustration. She and her girlfriend Julie had come to Atlantic City for a "girls' weekend", just to get away from the daily grind of kids and housework. Instead of just hanging out and having fun, though, Julie had headed straight to the casino bar and made herself the center of attention. Now just a few hours into their trip, Julie had disappeared and Gwen found herself alone, slightly buzzed and very horny.

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The summer of 2009 was a little bit expensive for me. Five weddings – complete with overnight hotel stays, wedding gifts, bachelor parties, cash bar – drained my bank account rather quickly. So when my girlfriend asked if her sister could split a hotel room with us for a hastily-planned sixth wedding of the year for one of their cousins, I was all for it.

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