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Alexus Mitchell sat quietly behind the library information desk hoping no one would come up to her with questions. She desperately wanted to be back sorting and filing the returned books and straightening up the stacks. It was far more peaceful and she didn't have to worry that someone might be making fun of her.

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Lisa threw her head back and screamed at the top of her lungs as she felt her climax rip through her. The thick cock buried deep inside her cunt throbbed in response to her inner muscles tightening and relaxing around its girth. With a loud groan, the man beneath her pulled her hips downward onto his with greater force, driving his cock into her completely as his voluminous load of cum exploded inside her.

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It had been a year since Surgeons had removed Fern's left leg just a few inches below her hip. She was now very adept and comfortable with her one leggededness and she and her husband Don had grown to enjoy the difference from other couples that they shared.

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Fuck me! Fuck me!" April's words made my cock pulse as she hissed into my ear, her finger nails digging deeper into my back with each thrust of my hips. The room filled with the wet slapping sound of our sweaty bodies colliding as she urged me on. "Harder," she moaned, her legs wrapped tightly around my body.

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"19 year old man, tall and athletic, looking for no-strings sex with horny, plump women in their forties and fifties. I love to eat pussy and fuck, and I will put my tongue or my cock any place you want me to. Safe sex only." The profile on the internet sex site was signed "Studmuffin19", and had been placed by a man who lived in the same medium-sized city as Audrey. She was glad he hadn't used any silly abbreviations, since members of the site were permitted to place profiles, including descriptions of themselves and of their sexual preferences, with almost no limitations regarding length.

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Jack Barker watched his girlfriend's son go into the garage, and after making sure that his soon-to-be wife was in the bathroom, went out the back door and toward the garage. Jack had just moved into the modest old farmhouse a couple of days ago, although he had spent a lot of time there in the year he had been courting Alice Randolph.

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"What do you want for Valentine's Day?" I asked, innocent of the results this query would have. "What do you mean, what do I want?" Stacy asked back somewhat crossly. "You know, do you want jewelry, chocolates, lots of roses, what?" "You're supposed to surprise me on Valentine's!" she exclaimed. "I know, but it seems so trite to try to surprise you, when there's a predefined list of what constitutes a Valentine's gift," I hastily tried to explain.

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'I was sure he had a good view down the Mall to the palace. And I was sure he was saluting' How do I find them? Well, it's not a science. It's hit and miss, good luck and bad. Friends, business colleagues tell me about theirs. I ask them questions, nothing obvious, but little things slip out that give me clues.

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It was by pure accident that Alyssa Cannon stumbled across the extensive, bondage file that her boss stored on his business laptop, but once the discover was made, she found it impossible to return to a state where she could look at Nick Nolen and simply see a reserved, somewhat arrogant, and often highly annoying accounting executive in one of the most prominent firms New York City had to offer; in the first days following her surprise findings, she felt herself flush whenever she was forced to be near him...

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I wasn't really all about the party. I knew maybe four people there, and while it was a pretty chill affair, I couldn't help but feel like I wanted to be at home doing something else. Of course I was looking for the good looking girls- and there were a few- most of whom either had boyfriends or just wouldn't be interested in me. When that happens, when I can see there's no connection there, a woman's attractiveness becomes abstract real fast, like art on the wall; pretty, but you don't want to fuck it.

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