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Do You Like My Arse, Mr Shepherd - Part 8

Sandra confesses about her and Lisa to her husband, things rapidly develop further.

Mike Shepherd, aged in his late fifties, had just come home from having sex with twenty-year-old Lisa Garner, who worked for him, to have his wife Sandra announce that there was something that she needed to tell him. Sandra was aware that Mike and Lisa fucked, she had to be because she caught them at it just over a week before, and she had said that they could continue but needed to ask for and get her permission each tim...

KimmiBeGood

Make Your Dreams Come True

I look at my handsome husband and tears trickle down my cheeks.  "Alexandria? Baby, it's okay. It was just a bad dream," Jake says, pulling me into his chest. Tell him. Tell him now. "Jake, it wasn't a bad dream. I wasn't screaming in fear." I say and then pause, unable to look him in his deep brown eyes. "I was screaming because I was cumming ... I mean dreaming about cumming." "What? You had a sex dream?" he asks liftin...

KimmiBeGood

Going Down on the Farm

Mr. B opens up Kimmi in the great outdoors ...

Kimmi hopped out of his SUV in cutoff denim shorts and a white t-shirt. Mr. B had rolled down the windows for the trip so they could smell the fresh air, but he also liked Kimmi with a windblown, wild look. Her nipples were showing through her thin white t-shirt. He smiled in satisfaction at her appearance. "Come see my farm, Kimmi," he said eagerly. "I love this," she replied smiling, looking around at the trees and wild...

BobNbobbi

Still Faithful, Always - Chapter 4

Laura opens up to associates about Greg and accepts marriage proposal.

With body still keeping Eastern time Laura was awake in bed waiting for her alarm clock to give permission, no not permission, foul noise buzz mandate - GET OUT OF BED NOW. In the shower she scrubbed clean but the marks of last night’s passion remained all about her body. Her fingers traced around the love bites on each breast; she could see Greg’s finger prints still on her left arm. She looked down between her legs and...