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MacMcCall
3 weeks ago
Straight Male, 66
0 miles · Brookhaven

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Manning And Kenna's Ride To Domme

We made plans for the upcoming weekend to begin our tryst of deviant desires.

KENNA  I was never known as a wild woman or a daring woman. However, I had experiences that would put me in both categories.  I had a high sex drive and a curiosity that could, would, and had led me down some interesting roads. I was simply smart. I chose...

Manning And Kenna's Ride To Passion

I wanted to fuck her like a primal savage, so my hips began to thrust upward into her pussy.

MANNING  I had been thinking way too much about my encounter with Kenna in New Orleans. Our encounter only involved oral sex, but I was wanting more. I didn’t know exactly what, but I was definitely willing to explore. I felt that she was a kindred spirit...

A Quickie in Yuma

I pulled into Yuma with no idea of what was awaiting.

This incident happened in 1983 on my first trip to the West Coast on a motorcycle. I had traveled into Mexico, and stayed there for a few days. After leaving four days later, I decided to ride the Mexican side of the border to Yuma AZ. When I arrived, I f...

The Training Begins

She was a gem, I knew I could train her in order to provide me with what I needed.

After my little encounter with her in my classroom, Jenna became very friendly, maybe too friendly. She would constantly show up in my room and she was always wearing a big smile. The fact that we shared the same planning period made it easier for us to h...

A Friend in Need is a Friend Indeed

No words were ever spoken, and she took my hand and immediately led me to her bedroom.

Jennifer is a good friend that had been going through a fairly nasty divorce. I had known her for many years and had always been attracted to her. She is about 5ft 1in tall and has a body that would make you take a third or fourth glance. She is beautiful...

Manning And Kenna's First Ride

At thirty years my senior, many would call our flirtation taboo but I needed him.

MANNING  A couple of my biker brothers wanted to go to a little dive bar on Bourbon Street in New Orleans. This is a regular haunt for us because it’s at least a hundred miles from our hometown and far away from nosey people. I am at least twenty years ol...