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I strained my eyes to peer through the windshield of my car as I made my way slowly along the treacherously slippery road. Every few moments I could feel the car slide from side to side and my heart would jump before regaining control once again. My field of view extended only a few yards beyond the hood of my car and my visibility was severely hampered by the endless stream of snow blasting against my windshield.

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"No. No. No. Maybe if I was drunk. No. No." Reaching my hands up and placing them lazily behind my head, I reclined against the large oak tree at my back and continued to check out the steady stream of girls walking past me. "No. Yes. No." I said to myself, as a trio of eighteen year olds made their way past, casting a few flirtatious glances my way.

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Her wrists were tied together and secured with her own pantyhose to the headboard. He had left the room, with her kneeling as best she could, legs spread wide, giving him a perfect view of her now glistening pink slit, and more importantly the tight pink rosebud above. He said he wanted her ass. She thought they'd do some ass play for a little while and then he'd forget about it. But for the past two months he was persistent.

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1 There is something about heat that only we northern Celts can fully appreciate. I hadn't been abroad since my childhood, and the minute I stepped off the plane I was consumed by a bright heat rising from the Cretan rocks that forced me to slow down and take in the quiet beauty of the place.

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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 had been a boring day and with my boyfriend spending the night out with some friends and not home to spice up the night, I decided to have a few drinks alone and go to bed. However, slightly tipsy and feeling naughty, I flipped open Brandon's laptop and started snooping around for some porn. I quickly found a small library of porno movies and chose one that looked promising. The scene opened with a woman on all fours talking dirty and getting her pussy licked from behind by a muscular guy.

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“Fuck!” I said, stomping on the brakes and bringing us down from 80 mph to 15 real quick. “Of course, why wouldn’t there be a fucking traffic jam on a Sunday night?” Neither Katie nor Gina replied as I slammed my fist on the steering wheel and brought us to a complete stop. All four lanes were backed up for as far as the eye could see, and I knew that we weren’t going to be moving anytime soon.

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It's a dull Wednesday evening when I find myself at the supermarket. I'd chosen to come do my shopping in the late evening to avoid the hustle and bustle of the rush hour. Wednesday nights always seemed this dull to me, so why not get a few chores out of the way like buying groceries for the week. While browsing in the frozen food isle, I see you picking out some frozen vegetables. You're wearing a pair of gray gym shorts and a tank top, but the curves of your ass catch my eye and I can't help but stare as you bend over to pick up an item.

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The heat was almost unbearable in South Georgia last July, when my wife and I were there for her brother's wedding. The temperature was in the mid nineties by lunch time, and I was wishing she hadn't volunteered us to be the child care while all the other females in the family went to a bride's lunch. Apparently, my wife, Paige, would rather entertain 6 kids than go to a stuffy lunch at the country club.

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The parties that went on at 69 Brentwood Street were legendary. When Luke Prescott received the invitation email by Blackberry during his final year at NYU, he had high expectations. The house was a three-storey brownstone on the Upper East Side, and was being rented by three of the hottest girls in university. Kendra, Lacey and Chloe were commonly referred to around campus as 'The Babes on Brentwood.'

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