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Sunday morning came sooner than I hoped it would but nonetheless it was here. It was around 8 am and I had ordered breakfast in bed to be delivered at 9:30. I rolled over and saw Steve still sleeping soundly facing away from me. He was still in his new sheer black babydoll and tanga panties that I had given him last night as a gift for a wonderful orgasm.

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A little bit of me wanted to punish my wife. That could almost be justified for I had just found a pair of panties in her bag; damp, wrinkled and clearly used panties at that. But our marriage wasn't quite like that. We didn't punish each other, we didn't usually check up on each other and we didn't tell the other what we had been up to when we were out on own.

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If you're driving along the motorway and feel like a break, I would strongly recommend Mudchute Services. They're fairly easy to find, right next to Brown Wood, and you'll find the toilet facilities make a very worthy detour.

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"Michelle wants you to fuck her tonight," Kimberly said as she took my cock out of her mouth and looked up at me. "You know how girls talk and when I told her about us, well, we thought you'd like to have us both." My mouth went dry; not only is fucking my wife's sister my idea of a good time, putting my dick in her roommate was like winning the lottery. Michelle is a hot redhead, with pale skin and freckles on what parts of her body I had seen.

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Antoinette walked into The Hollow with her puppy, Christopher. Immediately, he took her coat, took his off and handed them to the coat check girl. Antoinette was dressed in a long leather dress, custom made for her generous curves to give her an hourglass figure. The dress was black with red flames licking up from hem to knees; the skirt was split on both sides to mid-thigh, where corset style lacing closed the dress to her armpits.

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I'd been stripping for about 6 months. It wasn't my first choice, but I'd been unable to find a job since graduating with an engineering degree - it seems people just couldn't handle the idea of a pretty, female engineer. It was an ok gig, and it more than paid the bills. I certainly didn't get off on it like I hear about with some girls - it was just a job.

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Breanne was setting everything up. She knew she had to be perfect for it to work properly. Her mentor was such a stick in the mud, magic should be fun! She caught sight of herself in one of the mirrors and admired her figure. Though she was short at only 5'2", her long blond hair fell in thick waves down to her knees, and her ample breasts sat proud and perky. She spent a lot of time in nature, so had a nice bronze tan.

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I come into the house, close and lock the door, wondering what to make for dinner when I feel a hand go over my mouth from behind me as my arms are pinned at my back. I hear a deep, sexy voice that I don't recognize tell me not to scream and I won't get hurt. My body is pulled close to his body and I feel a hard bulge against my ass. Rubbing it into me, he chuckles lightly as he asks, "Do you like how that feels?

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Los Angeles, California, 1992 It's ironic that LA is known as the City of Angels. Work the streets and you see there is nothing angelic about it. It's a Gemini; the LA that tourists love, and the LA that cops know. Now Detective Bobby Morgan, a fifteen year vet, worked with seven other officers in the NGH Unit, working cases with three consistent elements; narcotics, gangs and homicide.

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She walked softly into the moonlit bedroom. The space seemed to glow with a layer of sheer silk flowing from the ceiling around her bed. She heard the rain outside rhythmically calming her as the scent of jasmine welcomed her into relaxation. There was nothing like coming home. Home was where she felt comfortable to be herself as a natural body, naked within a soul.

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