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“Oh, hi there, stranger! We meet again.” John stood at the entrance to Happy Ending Ranch, a drink carrier with three tall Starbucks cups in hand. Flagstone’s arid landscape wasn’t as enticing as the dazzling, show-stopping allure of Las Vegas, but still held a primitive appeal in John’s estimation. Expanses of varying brown, gray, and amber stretched beneath the cloudless azure blanket hanging above – simplicity beautifi...

The sway of her chestnut hair matches her ethereal whimpers. Impaled on my husband, with the countenance of an angel, she pleads for her second prize. Posed like the Sphinx, her lips lock around Pierre's thick shaft. Sitting thigh against thigh, I can feel his warmth. Camille looks across and we share our secret connivance. Sandwiched between two experienced women, his fresh meat twitches in our seductive caress. "Keep wa...