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From the moment he woke that morning Jeff had sex on the mind, and one particular kind of sex at that. His big hard dick rose up out of his loins and tented the sheet. 'You can put that thing away.' his wife Helen told him. 'It's time to get up.' 'I didn't want any off you anyway.' he snapped. 'Good, because you're not getting any.' she shot back.

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James had first noticed Megan Williams as she shared lunch with a few friends on the campus of the local university. It had been a hot day and they had taken refuge on a bench that sat in the shade of a tall oak tree. The hot weather had forced her friends into skimpy clothing that left a great deal of flesh on display but Megan had dressed more modestly in a cotton summer dress and flip-flops which amply showed off her superb figure without overtly advertising the fact that she had a body worth drooling over- which she clearly did.

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This story is a sequel to Best Friend & Wife, but can be read on it's own. I hope you enjoy it. "Another beer?" I asked Jay? "Sure." I got up from the table to get a second drink. I was feeling rather strange, it having been four weeks since I had joined by best friend and his wife in one of the sexiest moments of my life. Our social dinner had turned into an erotic love-fest, cumulating with me fucking his beautiful wife Maria whilst Jay had his manhood buried deep in my arse.

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He looked just like my ex-husband from a distance and first glance. At first that alone had me turning away. But I soon came to realize that he was very different. He was much younger, despite the premature graying of his hair, he was taller by about five inches, and his shoulders were broader. Also, and this was the most important, my ex had not one passionate, spontaneous bone in his body.

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For the past three years, completely unbeknown to my husband Tom and my three beautiful kids, I have been working in a massage parlor called the Pink Lady. While I'm not proud of being a 'rub & tug' girl, Tom has repeatedly refused to let me get a regular job even when money is tight.

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You see him standing in front of the bathroom mirror, in nothing but a red pair of boxers. Just imagine him masturbating in front of that mirror. His hands sliding down his skin. His fingers slipping into his underwear. The stirrings of a boner getting started. His hand moving around in the fabric.

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On the last night of our trip to Jackson Hole, we'd headed out for dinner and some shopping in town. I ended up buying a new bikini, but little else. Tori, my girlfriend, bought a pair of hot leather pants from Hide Out. When we were done, we returned to our hotel room, took all of our stuff out of our suitcases and repacked everything for my trip home on Saturday. We had plans for the night, so we got dolled up and headed off to Teton Village.

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Hi, my name's Ronni Brady, and I'm a feature writer with New York Eye, the internationally renowned humorous news and current affairs magazine. I'm known for my acerbic wit and laconic style. You may have heard of me – I also have a regular newspaper column that's syndicated across the country, and I've been a regular guest on shows like Letterman and the Late Late Show over the years.

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Evan lifted the hamper top and began rummaging through his mother-in-laws dirty clothes. Almost instantly he found what he was looking for. A pair of his sexy mother-in-law's dirty silky panties! They were full cut bright green with a wide lace waistband and cute lace trim around the leg openings. A nice pussy stain was embedded in the crotch and the sight of it made his bloated balls tingle.

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She had awakened way too horny to get back to sleep. Her thoughts were always random at such a dark hour, but they often strayed between her handful of lovers of the years and the ones she hadn't had, the ones whose cocks she only imagined while she masturbated in the lonely hours.

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