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Officer Christopher Milling took his job very seriously. He was a young 24 years old, he worked out everyday, ate healthy, and he wanted to make a difference. Despite of, or because, of his white trash upbringing. No one had ever encouraged him to be anything more than trailer trash, except his sister, Anna.

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This is the stand alone sequel to Cross-country Road Trip which I would ask that you read first, but it really isn't all that necessary. ************************************************* We were married almost immediately after our cross-country road trip was over. I called my oldest daughter and she and her husband joined your two children and their spouses for the ceremony which really was a simple affair. We dressed in our finery--you in a medium length white dress with a lot of lace and me in my Highland formal wear including my Prince Charlie jacket with its vest--but we did do without the fancy wedding with all the guests.

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Maria knocked on her son's bedroom door. "Matthew! It's Sunday. Time to get ready for Mass." Without waiting for an answer, she swung the door open. Matthew was lying on his bed, naked, sporting an enormous erection. "I'm ready for you to help me get ready, Mom!" He leered at her with his evil, lascivious grin. Maria sat on the edge of the bed, and traced one finger up and down the underside of her son's cock. "How would you like it today, baby?"

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'Just a very nasty little stroke story, all dialogue. Edited by Red Martha. "You are one nasty little slut! No panties I see, you're always ready for cock, any time, any place, any hole, aren't you, cunt? I'm going to fuck you up the ass again. You know how much I like my cock buried inside your tight little shitter, baby.

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Imagine my dread when my Mother told me that I'd be spending three weeks in Little Rock, Arkansas with my Aunt so that she could go on her church trip to Mexico. Me, the sophisticated, suburban 20 year old college girl from Buffalo having to spend three weeks of my summer vacation in Arkansas! My Aunt Karen and Uncle Todd were cool enough, in their early 50's I remembered, but I just didn't relish the thought of leaving my cozy living quarters in the basement of our house. Yes, my basement where I could toy my ever-dripping pussy with my favorite dildos whenever I pleased.

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Hello again, this is a story as told by one of my friends, involving him and his mother. Of course, I have changed the names for the sake of confidentiality while I have made more than usual attempts to spice up the whole story for all of you to enjoy reading it. A brief prelude sometimes can be even more handy, even in erotic stories. Mine is relatively lengthy and hence patience is being solicited.

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Notes from Penny The next morning Penny came to my bed and shook me awake. She was already dressed, ready to go to work. I looked over toward the nightstand. The alarm clock said 6:10 AM. I sat up and swung my feet to the floor. Penny handed me a stack of five porn DVDs.

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"Maggie - please don't," Oliver Taylor said as he took the last step backwards before he was up against the wall of the guest room of his daughter's house, and as he looked into the eyes of his daughter's only child all he could think of is what his late wife had often said.

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My Name is Alison, I have lived in California for over five years, and I won't lie to you. I do have plenty of money. You see I was married briefly before my husband left me for another woman, during my divorce, I got half of his estate which was, well quite a lot of money, with this money I bought a new house, secluded and out of the way, surrounded by a large rear garden with a huge swimming pool and hot tub. Around six months ago my twin sister Mia split with her fiancé of three years, she was devastated.

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Chapter 1 Roxanne had had enough with boys. The eighteen-year old blue-eyed redhead slammed down the phone. Frankie was just like all the others. She had caught him flirting with Jennifer again, and this time it was more than playful. Last night at the party when she saw him touching Jennifer's arm, and then saw her brush her hand by his crotch, that was it. The phone call only confirmed her suspicions. He didn't even try to deny it, just said that he still wanted to see Roxanne and to please forgive him. Fuck that.

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