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I had been looking forward to Coachella for months. 3 days of music, arts en drinking. I was going with my girlfriend and a group of her girlfriends. The group consisted me, Charles, Eve, my girlfriend, Rose and Charlene, her hippie friends, and Claire and Anne, her best friends from college. Even though I really wanted to go to Coachella, I had my doubts about going with an all-girl group.

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A lot has changed in my life since Jasmine introduced me to watersports. I have become more daring, more exciting, more confident, and ready to try new things. I received a hefty promotion and am making decent money now – money that I'm using to completely change my life around for the better. Before I would save and save and save for a rainy day ... now I'm having fun with it, because my days are full of nothing but sunshine.

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His fingers were in her pussy, tracing patterns on the sensitive and soaked flesh of her inner passages and lazy curly q's on her clitoris. His lips were on hers, roving tongue and all, giving her long kisses that sucked the breath from her. All in all, she was completely lost in the sensations of his lovemaking and would probably have done anything he wanted. Her mind was a mixture of numb to the rest of the world and alive with him. Her heart throbbed and the blood in her veins had turned into a molten river of arousal. Everything was perfect.

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Another typical day of golf. I hit some good shots, some bad shots. Didn't score as well as I wanted to, but am not totally unhappy with my game. It's a hot day and I've been drinking water all day on the course. So much so, I swear I had to stop behind a tree on 4 of the last 5 holes.

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Part 1 The first time I ever used an Internet dating site, I thought it would be just for fun. I never expected it to work, let alone help me find something that would change my love life forever -- and open up my world to the greatest, most perverse sex I've ever had in my life. I'm a pretty normal guy. Average build, average size penis -- nothing really about me stands out. At the time I had just finished university and was in my first job.

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I had read a story on a fetish porn site about a woman named Jen stopping behind after hours and taking a naughty piss over the carpet in a conference room. The author had then gone onto to describe how the woman, turned-on by her actions had gone onto experimenting by first peeing over the table in the same room before taking a piss in her manager's cup.

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The next day, Sunday we got up like nothing happened, Annie never mentioned anything about the previous evening. Pulling ourselves out of bed we made our way down to breakfast and ate with only a few words shared between us. I was in my boxers and Annie wore nothing but a small, white, spaghetti strap cotton top. She had showered and while most girls would have put something on after cleaning up in the morning Annie clearly was not like most girls. I couldn't take my eyes from her spectacular little heart shaped naked ass each time she bent or reached for something.

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Summer at last, a day at the beach, you bloody beauty, but hang on, I suppose some sort of intro is necessary I guess – my name is Devlin Watergate, I'm 46, widowed, I have a 22 year old daughter who is the spitting image of her mother, presently overseas working for the Australian High Commission. She comes home occasionally which rather cramps my style a little, but having her home makes up for that.

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"You say you just want to play eh, no strings attached? You're my kind of woman." I smiled as I slipped my hand under her swimsuit, feeling the humidity emanating from her damp nether region. "I feel the same way, sex doesn't always have to come with a commitment. What do ya say we have ourselves some fun?" I suggested.

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The sex between Devin and me, which began on our third date (a month ago now), has been world-incinerating in its hotness. In addition, call it the effect of the honeymoon phase if you want, but I love the guy with every shred of my soul-his gentle gray eyes, his teeth slightly crooked on the upper right, his large but graceful hands, his messy dark hair, his subtle sense of humor, his passion for the same art and music I like, his trace of an Irish accent. (He and his parents moved to the U.S. nine years ago, when he was twelve.)

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