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Stuck in traffic - again. It was going to take a long time getting into work, the stop and go was starting at Trafalgar Road - Sigh should have caught the train. Oh well, sit back and let it flow - no point getting tense over things which one can't control. I looked to the trees and fences on the side of the highway, sometimes in the winter there are interesting raptors. This year, however, a good crop of voles was reported further north, and the Snowy Owls probably wouldn't move this far south.

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The sun shone blindingly, its radiance and emanating warmth serving as a deceitful mirage, a false comfort that belied the earth's frigid cold. Yet, its beauty was genuine, reminiscent of vintage holiday greeting cards. The snow sparkled with what seemed like an endless bounty of fragmented diamonds, its vast blanket spread out across pure expanses of slopes and dipping valleys, their virginity untouched by the invasive violations of civilization.

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Tyler was a typical 18 year old high school senior. Hung out with his friends and was very popular among his peers. It was now the end of his senior year and him and his friends were all very excited to graduate. As Tyler arrived to the stadium for the ceremony his dad parked the car and asked him to stay for a minute. "You know Ty, I just wanted to let you know how proud I am of you, and I know Your mother is looking down on us and is proud too" his dad said. "Thanks dad" Tyler responded. Then he got out of the car to go meet the rest of his class in the gym.

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It's snowing out and you're in the computer lab locking up at the end of your office hours. Your last student just left. It's dark outside and you're worried about driving your new car in the snow. You're also distracted because your favorite student blew off his study session. You wait until like 8:30, and say "Fuck it, I'm going home." Just then the door swings open and he walks in, covered in snow.

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For the last three years, I've worked for a group of radio stations in a small market. The on-air part of the job is fantastic, but the best part of the job is off-air. That's when I can deal with our secretary, Joann. This woman is spectacular. I love Mexican women, but Joann is in a class by herself. 5' 6", brunette hair past her shoulders, big, brown eyes, 36C breasts, tight torso, sleek legs, and a sweet, round ass all wrapped in luscious light brown skin. She doesn't flaunt her looks, but she can't help the fact that her body begs to be fucked.

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"Hi Hank, whatcha doing?" Parker the little boy who lived next door, asked me that question at least ten times a day if I happened to be outside working. He had just turned six a couple of months ago, but the pattern had been the same ever since he and his parents had moved in three summers prior.

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When I first met Mark I was totally unaware that his wife, Eileen, worked at the college with my wife, Susan. It was not until a few weeks later when we all came together at a faculty party. I am Tony, age 25, and Susan is 39. We first met in college when I was 18 and she was 32. I was a horny teenage accounting major and she was in her first year at the college as an assistant professor of economics. We hit it off like an atom bomb when I took her class in advanced macroeconomics and within two weeks of class beginning I was fucking her daily. It was like every teenage boy's dream happening to me -- an older sexy woman with big tits and an unbelievable pussy for me to fuck. 

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I had a really shitty day. My secretary quit, to move to Texas with her new boyfriend. Somebody clipped my brand new Porsche in the parking garage, denting the hell out of the passenger side door and both fenders. One of my clients, the Avengers, tore up the hotel they were staying in. And Ozzie Schmuck, the drummer for Snakepit, got busted for coke and can't make the Australia tour.

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The desire to experience sex with another man was overwhelming. It is something I have only tried four times and none of them were really satisfactory. All had been in seedy motels and each lasted no more than a half hour. Only one involved my being fucked and I enjoyed that immensely as I did when I blew the others and swallowed their cum. I love the taste of my own and the feel of another's cock in my hands and mouth were amazing. However, I want something long and slow.

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It was about a year and a half ago, I was sitting in my work truck having a lunch break and leching at any remotely sexy looking female who happened to walk by, fantasizing about kinky sex. Such has been my custom ever since I can remember. At 53 I still had a raging libido and quite simply did not get enough sex to satisfy it. I could still quite easily orgasm two or three times a day.

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