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stockingluvr

Becoming Sam's Slut

A chance meeting with a new neighbor spurs an intense need in me.

I always loved to be naked. The moment I arrived inside my cozy little house, I'd strip down and go about my evening's activities in the buff. Since I lived alone, there were no comments about my obsession, and I loved every moment. My home was on the corner of a larger neighborhood of fifties-era homes. Most of the ones immediately around, including mine, were Cape Cods. They were rather small compared to the wave of lar...

Carnevil9

Dirty Talk On The Road

Traveling businessman finds a woman who talks as dirty as she fucks.

I stared at the fabulous, gyrating ass for forty-five minutes. Exactly forty-five minutes, to the second. I watched it gyrate, rotate, and wiggle; I watched it go through every possible motion that a beautiful female posterior can execute, over and over and over again. My eyes never left it, for three quarters of an hour. How can I be so sure of the exact duration of my staring session? Because I was riding an exercise bi...

stockingluvr

The Halloween Mom, The Second Half

It was time to get down to business and see what she'd really do.

I quickly finished removing the decorations from the yard with one thing in mind. Yes, I was wondering how good Caroline's puss would feel as I sunk into it, but there was more. I wanted to bring the items inside to give her a little scare here and there. It was clear that a little terror got this girl's motor running, and I wanted it going full tilt. The other thought was that she'd tell Angela about it and bring her ove...