I wonder if they can see my knees shaking. I know they can see
my bottom. The attendants and our families are behind me, and my
exposed orbs must be the center of their attention. My breasts are
exposed to the minister, the nipples hard and pointing at him. If he
looks down, he can see the lips. Are they …
Bob had lived in the house for five years before he found the book. One day he was cleaning the crawl space, for the first time, when he
spotted a small brown cover under the ancient dust. It was no more
than a quarter inch thick, but was not noticeably different from some
of the unevenly laid boards. He only …
Finally, after years of coaxing, I convinced my gorgeous
brunette wife, to live out my fantasy of watching her getting down and
dirty with another guy. It had always been a fantasy of her’s too,
but it took a few years together before she would believe that it
wouldn’t lead to problems in our relationship. As soon as she agreed …
It was a hot day, and hotter still beneath the many layers of
armor Dahala wore. Her polished plate mail armor attracted the sun,
and while it reflected its light it trapped the heat and baked her
within. Under the mail, she wore a tight leather shirt, smooth yet
sticky against her skin. She loved the feel of leather, but …
Rain patters against the evening window, and my mind drifts off
again. I try to focus, to bring myself back to the real world, but the
events
of the past months flashed through my brain uncalled for.
Expressing to my wife that I wanted her to occasionally take the
lead was probably not the hardest thing I had ever done …
Peter groaned. His buttocks contracted and he arched his back, lifting
his pelvis off the bed in a futile attempt to reach Susana’s mouth,
hanging teasingly just a centimetre or so above the tip of his straining
cock. Her left hand circled the base of his tool, squeezing lightly in a
rhythm that matched the slow passage of her tongue …
It has been a long day. Your neck and back are a
little sore from being
on the computer all day, and you attempt to reach back and
rub them. But I
gently push your hands away. Then I begin to knead the
muscles of your
upper back,my fingers pushing in and around, up and down,
until gradually
you feel …
I got home from work that evening and i was absolutely
shattered. It had been one of them days – nothing goes right for you
and you just feel like hitting the nearest person to you (know the
feeling?). I stripped off my work stuff and put on a comfortable pair
of shorts and went to cook something (i was …
There’s a woman in our neighborhood named
Karen. she’s about 35 years old and she’s
married to a guy named Gregg.Karen likes to get wild with some of the young
guys who live around here. Her husband is
about 10 years older, and he’s a fat lazy
bastard, so when Karen feels like getting laid
she calls me and …
Ever since I was a teenager and tried on a pair of my mother’s
silk panties when I was home alone there has been an exciting
mystique about women’s lingerie. I am not hung up on it but
I still like the feel and smell of panties (worn ones) when I
masturbate. I have never worn womens panties during the …