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I was getting tired. The drone of the two Pratt & Whitney Wasp Jr. engines was hypnotically seductive. I was almost to my destination. I directed the air from a vent at my face. It was chilly and helped quite a bit. I blinked the sleep from my eyes and checked the GPS. Almost there. Time to be alert. I reached to the copilot seat and opened the cooler and got a icy wash cloth. I rubbed my face and eyes and felt lots better. I could see the lake ahead and pulled back on the throttles a bit and dropped the nose some.

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This is a story of how my life was forever changed. It is a story of sex and bondage, and how I became a willing participant. I was visiting family in Panama and had about a month's vacation. Along the Canal Zone there is a thriving area of nightclubs and bars. There is also a great deal of prostitutes and other forms of vice.

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After a flurry of emails and an exchange of phone numbers, we made the date to meet at a bar. We had described ourselves to each other (none of us wanted to exchange pictures) and I went into the building armed with a description of a woman about my size, with short, curly blond hair and her boyfriend who was a couple of inches taller, husky build with brown hair.

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Gazing at the man ten feet away on the sand as her son kept rubbing oil into her flesh, she fantasized watching him jack off, his cock big and hard, his balls full. she licked her lips as she say, in her mind, the hot spurts of cock cream spew from his hole...right into her mouth. She moaned, the cheeks of her ass bunching as a small, but nice orgasm exploded in her cunt. She felt her son's hands pause on her back as she came.

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Hello little slut. I haven't had much time today to write to you.. I've been quite busy.. lots of time to think though... Tonight, you will try on your new underclothes.. the shiny, silky bra and tight latex panties I purchased for you. I want to see if they fit the way I want them to fit..

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istanbulnoir's 'good tastes' warning: you know what people go to the toilet for... It was my third visit to my Lady and we had just finished our first fuck of the afternoon and we sat smoking and drinking brandy together on her leopard skin covered sofa, when she asked me 'How kinky are you?' 'That depends on how you define kinky,' I said.

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Now that I am in my early thirties ...I find that I am saying things I don't believe come out of my mouth. Like the phrase, "when I was your age ...." can come out before I have a chance to stop it if I am talking to someone from toddler on up to young adult. It is at those times I almost think I sound like my grandmother. But last Saturday afternoon, I started a conversation with Kate, 18 year old girl who is wonderfully beautiful both inside and out.

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Due to her jet lag and the incredible fucks the previous day, Cindy slept in much later than Jim. When she finally woke up Jim was sitting on the balcony reading a book. He came in to greet her and teased her playfully about wasting the day away in bed. Cindy laughed when she heard her own words come back to her. She used to say that to Jim nearly every weekend and summer morning while he was growing up because he would sleep into the late morning or early afternoon on a consistent basis.

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I opened the door to the plush real estate office late on this gorgeous Autumn Saturday afternoon with a full-blown hard-on ready and willing to go. No, it wasn't that I was that excited about some pending coastal resort home purchase, not that there's anything wrong with that. The object of my arousal on this particular visit was the anticipation of finding my real estate agent girlfriend, Mikki, waiting for me in an unoccupied office, with the idea that I would have her writhing on the conference room table within minutes, my cock buried deep inside of her.

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Kevin was grateful when his boss invited him home for dinner one Friday night. He had only been at the accounting firm for three months. He was fresh out of college and trying to fit in. George Jones, his boss, had built the company into one of the biggest firms in their town. Kevin was lucky to have landed there. He wasn't very social in college but in accounting that was okay. He minded his own business at work which was easy because of natural shyness and the general environment at the office.

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