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Jennifer had been working in Aged Care Facilities for over 7 years! She was now 31 years old and felt she was contributing towards the quality living of the older folk by giving them the best possible care. She had first become attracted to the work when it had been suggested to her by her Minister. Jennifer had always been active in her Church and considered she was doing something with a community spirit as well as earning money to help with the budget in the home. Jennifer’s husband, Roy, was an easy-going chap who worked long hours as a motor mechanic.

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My father-in-law is tall and well-built, with really sexy bedroom eyes. But I hardly gave Daddy Jim—the pet name I gave him to distinguish him from my husband, who is also named Jim—a second thought, except for the times we went out to visit him, so we could use his pool. Sometimes, when my Jim had to work on the weekends, I drove out there by myself to swim and work on my tan. One Saturday morning about a month ago, pulling into his driveway, I noticed a strange car parked in front of the garage.

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"Maybe Mr. Smith would like to tell us what he thinks." I was suddenly jolted back to reality by the voice of my teacher. Realising I had been daydreaming again she'd spotted me and brought it to the attention of everyone else in the lecture hall, much to my reddening embarrassment. "Sorry Miss, I was miles away" I apologised.

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Sitting opposite me was an old lady loaded up with shopping bags. Other than her there were only two others on the train. As it neared my station I rose to go to the doors and the old lady rose also, struggling with the bags and packages. "Let me help you," I volunteered. "Thank you I seem to have overloaded myself slightly and appreciate your help," she said in a very soft voice, she smiled at me as she said this.

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We hadn't spoken for weeks when Kait sent me an email from two time zones away. When Kait sends any 'report' from the front line of her life it indicates that something serious is happening. More than three lines suggests that emotions have been tampered with, sex is on the horizon or there's a 'what do you think about this' question to ponder.

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Last summer, I was on a vacation with my girlfriend, Olivia, and her parents, Grace and Steve. It was morning and Olivia was out fishing with her dad as I lay in bed watching the cable news and having a bit of a playtime with my hand inside my boxers, when Olivia's mom walked in, wrapped in a large towel from her shower, looked at me, laughed and asked, "Taking inventory, are we?"

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I'd been having this dream. I'm not even sure what it was about, but it had something to do with warm and wet. Then, I woke up with my cock in her sweet, soft mouth. I looked down, and saw this shiny mass of bed-tousled auburn hair and deep blue-green eyes, staring straight into mine. Full, soft lips were wrapped around my dick. I haven't yet figured out how someone can give you a blowjob, and smile at the same, but Danielle can do it. She lifted her head, and there was an audible "pop" when I came out of her mouth.

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I grew up in a very small town. Well, I didn’t even grow up in it, I actually had to grow up outside of town. It was a simple life for my family. Starting in our early teens, my brother and I started mowing lawns. It was a good job for us, being in school. We’d go to school and mow lawns in the evenings or weekends. When summertime rolled around, we’d do even more.

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Imagine a good-looking guy, tall, straight, intelligent, 20 years old and still a virgin. Sounds strange doesn't it? Still it exactly describes my situation at the time. Sure, I'd had girlfriends. You know how these things go. They all wanted to kiss, and in some cases they even let me touch there breasts, but sex… nope. On the other hand my friends all seemed very experienced. They told me stories about how they made love to loads of women and I could only nod. Nobody knew that I was still a virgin and I was afraid of telling them the truth.

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I have always been attracted to older men. It was clear to me that they enjoyed watching me and I suspected they often dreamed about what it would be like to play with me. I'm not talking about board games or cards I mean really playing with me. I was a very well endowed girl. Knowing that men, especially older man, liked to look at my breasts was very exciting. It was easy for me to accidently brush up against them and sense them quiver with excitement when they felt my nipples, hard and stiff resting within inches of their hands.

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