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Betsy knelt between her boss's legs, slowly slicing his short cock up into her mouth, wetly sucking him to the balls as she stroked his hairy nuts with one hand and jacked his spit-slick dick with the other, anxious for it to be over.

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My boyfriend Marcus leaned forward and kissed on my nipples as I felt the hard length of his cock inside my body. We were making love slowly on his bed, a session that felt like it would last hours. That's when he told me. "Elizabeth. I've got some news for you," he said -- his head returning to his pillow from my small breasts. I'm just a 34B. So much wish I was larger, but my breasts are sensitive -- more sensitive than some girls I know.

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My life has never been one of fantasy. I am married to an absolutely lovely woman who is the light of my life, and we are very happy. Our sex life is awesome; so great that neither one of us has ever felt the need to step outside our marriage. If I have one complaint, and I do, it's that my wife doesn't like anal sex.

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Everything felt cold to Hannah, in these last few minutes of her life. The wind up on the roof blew sharply, swirling and gusting in a way that whipped her long blonde hair into her face and cut right through her thin dress like she wasn't even wearing it. She wished she didn't feel the cold;

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“Is there anything else on the radio?” Audrey politely asked from the rear seat. Her father laughed, “My little pumpkin can’t handle a bit of classical now and then.” Rachel backed her sister, “Oh come on Dad, we’ve had your choice for the last twenty miles, in fact longer than that, even before we got to the snow line.” Jacquelyn looked through the glove compartment and found a C D, “How does, Best of Cher, suit everybody?”

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I was just entering second year of college and decided to rent a room instead of going back to residence. It was so noisy there and the food sucked. So I thought finding a room would be better. Checking the Student Housing Office on campus I found a couple of places that seemed interesting. After checking them out, I decided to take the room at Mrs. Johnson's house. Mrs. Johnson, or Mary as she wanted me to call her, was about 60. She had a full time job but needed the extra cash from my rent to make ends meet.

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Sometimes, I couldn't stand my father. I believed it was his fault my mom killed herself. He was gorgeous and he could have anyone he wanted, and so he did. He cheated on her all the time. Men, women, she-males. And he would bring them home since mom died, not caring I was in the house. He was the dominate type, I would hear them begging for him, he told them too. I wouldn't be surprised if I had siblings out there I never knew of.

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I took deliberate care in choosing the right outfit for this night. I wanted something that was going to make you hard the moment you opened that door. It has been so long since I've seen you. Well, since I've seen you as My slave, and not as your everyday persona. I chose black for the color of this night. Black looks so good on Me, with My pale white skin, and bright red/blonde hair.

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"Max, would you be horrified if one of my friends had sex with you?" my girlfriend asked me. Well that just about blew my mind. My girlfriend always was an extrovert - that was partly what attracted me to her in the first place. But she continually surprised me in the bedroom - even after six months together, she came up with suggestions that continually baffled me. Just as I thought I knew her well enough to know her limits, she would crash through them.

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Cassie had one hobby in the last six months and that was to place herself in Will's path whenever humanly possible. She'd tried to make him jealous by showing up at social gatherings where she knew he would be. She hung all over her dates in front of him and she succeeded in scaring off several of his dates. The act was getting a little bit old.

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