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There was nothing like a crisp autumn day to clear out the cobwebs. Quite literally in fact, since the rays of sunshine cutting through the window highlighted any and all lint or spider webs in corners missed in last week's once-over. One could almost let them pass, but the beautiful foliage created such contrast to any dusty disorder it was impossible to leave them be. Humming to herself, Sam bustled around the apartment wiping and spritzing. Clad only in simple yellow panties and a white cotton t-shirt she welcomed the late morning warmth created by the sun's penetration into her side-street building.

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The orgy began to wind down after that. Most of the guys started to pair up and disappear from the playroom. I decide that 4 loads of cum in my asshole and sucking 5 cocks is probably enough for one night. I say good night to Ken and Alex and try to remember the way to my room. I am still naked at this point, and so I decide to grab my clothes form the other room before I go to bed. As I exit the playroom I see 2 of the applicants standing outside the room.

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Every year the Company held a Halloween party and it never failed to be a masquerade though the theme changed every year to keep the concept from becoming boring. This year the theme just happened to be 'favorite actor/actress'. Mya didn't go every year, actually her track record was one party every two years for the past eight years that she had worked for the Company which only put her at four parties total. Well...it would be four after this year's party, at least.

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Every once in awhile I'll enter one of those contests you see in a store or in a magazine. You know the kind, the ones basically designed to entice you into entering just so they can get your phone number or email address and hound you to death with sales offers. I happened to be shopping for groceries on a cold, snowy, January evening when I spotted the advertisement box for one of these contests.

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Amanda hummed to herself as she pushed the door open and stepped into her dimly lit apartment. Tossing her backpack on the floor, she let the door swing shut behind her before sliding the deadbolt shut with a satisfying 'clunk'. The blinds were open enough to allow a sufficient amount of moonlight to shine through the lone meager window in her tiny one bedroom basement suite.

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"This is a very dangerous place, my dear. I suggest you consider my offer of assistance once more." Amanda stared at the foreigner that she thought she knew so well. Their current conversation, however, showed a side of him she wasn't familiar with. "Did you not have to pay a certain price to become a correspondent for your news organization?" the man continued. "Perhaps you used your exceptional beauty to help climb the ladder of success you Americans are so obsessed with.

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Nickelback plays in the background as we dance in my room, your hands spinning my wheelchair, switching your hands between my wheel rims and my back handles. Once more, you spin me to face you, as you fall into my lap, you sit, your arms around my neck and shoulders. Your mouth presses against mine, your whiskers gently scrape my face.

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Having the double headed dildo halfway inside her sopping wet pussy hole. Adrienne was looking down at her sister who just wrapped her mouth around the other end and started sucking on it fast and hard. Adrienne could feel the dildo move inside her, rubbing and pushing against her soft insides as her sister Julie was moving it with her tongue and mouth. In their bedroom when they should be asleep, but what is going to bed and sleeping without a good cum?

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"It may be a perverted taste, but I love prostitution, and for itself, too, quite apart from its carnal aspects ... The idea of prostitution is a meeting place of so many elements - lust, bitterness, complete absence of human contact, muscular frenzy, the clink of gold - that to peer into it makes one reel. One learns so many things in a brothel, and feels such sadness, and dreams so longingly of love!" - Gustav Flaubert

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I was tightly surrounded on the subway train by four young toughs, and I had a cock up my heretofore heterosexual ass. How could this have happened to me?

It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon and my wife, Florence, and I had taken a taxi downtown to Lacey's Department Store. We needed a new bedspread as the old one was getting pretty threadbare.

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