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After a signature and a handshake, I escorted my newest client to the door. It was easily the biggest account I'd ever landed. My team and I had a lot of work ahead of us to make sure they were happy. It was our first state-wide campaign, and a steal from a competitor. If we pulled it off, it could mean big things for the company.

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"Are you ready for this?" She hovers just in front of my face. My hands held down above my head. Her pussy is wet with sex - both hers and mine. "Because you're getting it, whether you are ready. Or not." She looks down into my eyes and smiled. An hour before, Rashel was just getting home from work. I had the day off. Most of the day was spent playing video games and surfing the web, but just before she got home I went into action.

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I couldn't believe my luck. It was Friday night and I just got stood up by my girlfriend. Just as I was about to go out by myself, the phone rang. It was my neighbor's wife, Jaime. This woman is scorching hot. When I heard her voice I wondered right away what was up as her husband, Jim, is the jealous type. Maybe my luck was changing?

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A number of years ago my wife Pam and I moved to Arizona. We'd been married 10 years and I guess we just started fantasizing more in the bedroom. Actually, it was probably a lot more of me fantasizing than her. Before long I wanted to take it to the next level and actually bring another guy into the whole situation but of course there was a lot of resistance.

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I stood behind her in line at Wegman's. She was fat, really fat. She probably weighed 250lbs but... there was something about her. Her face was utterly gorgeous. It was not just cute or even pretty, it was absolutely stunning and there was something else....she was sexy. Her dark brown hair cascaded past her shoulders and her gorgeous smoldering dark brown eyes exuded sensuality.

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Cori strode naked through the club and took her seat at the bar. Picking up her glass, she looked at her husband with a smile. "Lost again?"He asked. "Depends on how you look at it,"she replied after a sip of her drink. "I'm naked, but his cock is hard enough to use as a pool cue." Dan laughed as his wife shook her long blonde hair from her shoulder. "You always lose your clothes. You never could shoot pool and you know it."

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The way that Gina roped me into creampie dessert was gradual. Now I know that she had plans from the start, and impeccably carried them out step by step. She knew that her smile dazzled the guys, and used that fact to her advantage. I remember my first night at her apartment. We had gone there after dinner, and were talking. She flashed me that smile -- eyes wide and excited, with a gleam in them, and her lips pressed together, as if trying not to let herself break into a full smile.

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My wife Sally and I have been married now for twenty two years and I am still discovering new things about her. The true story that I am about to tell you is how my dear Sally first brought Lynda into our lives and what happened the first time that she visited our house. If you find lesbian sex and cream pies offensive then please do not waste your time by reading on. We live in a medium sized village somewhere in the south of England. I am manager of the local bank, and for the last ten years Sally has been the headmistress of the small village junior school.

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"Would you like to try our new toy, baby?" Niki asked, as she ran a hand over my belly. "We can wait for you to catch your breath, sweets-but I would love to!" I replied quickly. We lay arm in arm for a little while as Niki recovered after I went down on her. I had just given her beautifully bare pussy some serious tongue, waiting for her to get close to cumming then sucking hard on her clit, flicking it hard and fast with my tongue-while fingering her soaking pussy with two fingers-she had cum so hard I had a hard time staying attached as her hips bucked and wave after wave of pleasure shook her body.

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I couldn't believe I was doing this. No matter what I said to reassure myself, nothing would make me believe that I was ACTUALLY doing this. I had always been the good girl, the one who went without, the one who put others first at her own expense. I had spent so many years bottling up my deepest desires that I almost couldn't remember them. But not anymore. Not this girl. No way, no sir. Technically, I was cheating. The papers weren't even drawn up yet, and here I was, fully contemplating a lusty afternoon chock full of sin.

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