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Hot Monkey Sex

Make me have a monkey howling orgasm

Generally, when Will left on his runs, Ann went with him. But since they were expecting some deliveries she stayed behind. After all, it was only two weeks. When he got into the yard on Friday, he was offered a great run to the west coast with a guarantee...

The Chair

Adding Spark to a Relationship

Jason and Paige had been married for five years and while their sex life was still good, it was lacking spark. Jason seemed content but Paige wanted some more spark in their sex life. Since Jason did not seem to want to take the initiative to spice things...

Me & You

Simply about a love that will endure the test of time as all real and true ones will.

  Everything in moderation But when it comes to you I can never get enough of all the love you do.   You move me and you soothe me and take the time to say that you'll always love me forever and a day.   It behooves me to improve me with all the love we m...

The Jogger

Hot sex on a summer morning

Abby has always started every day at six in the morning with a three-mile jog over the same old path for the past three years but that all changed three weeks ago when a new neighbor moved in on her route. The neighbor just happened to be a six-foot, thre...

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The Time Of My Life With My Kidnapper

The way he moved his hands along the outline of the curve of my body made me moan with pleasure.

My name is Kat, and I was in my mid-thirties working at a boring office job in North London. Days rolled into one without anything exciting happening. I lived alone in a two-bedroomed flat. I go to work nine till five each day, I leave my flat at 08:30 am...

I almost hate  hearing him say your name Knowing, he loved you  before he loved me. Do you have an inkling, a clue of what you did?  I see the hurt,  the pain you caused, each time you cross his mind. I try to erase your memory But I can't,  you will alwa...

I almost hate  hearing him say your name Knowing, he loved you  before he loved me. Do you have an inkling, a clue of what you did?  I see the hurt,  the pain you caused, each time you cross his mind. I try to erase your memory But I can't,  you will alwa...