“Do you want to fuck me?” she asked quietly from the
dark leather chair where she was seated. She’d been
sitting silently, relaxed, just watching him for some
time before she finally spoke.He sat safely behind his oversized desk and looked at
her. Petite. Long blonde hair. Her legs tucked under
herself. She possessed the most kissable lips that …
Sequel to “A Woman Who Loves Men” A pregnant cheating
wife worries about the future…Hello, out there in Internet Land. This is Mother
Debbie, again. In my little corner of the World Wide
Web I’m your sounding board, advisor and provider of
motherly advice to those mothers’ sons who are in the
less endowed crowd. You know …
Before I tell you my TRUE story and how it came about let me tell you that my husband loves to eat other men’s cum out of my pussy! And I love having it put there by another guy and love to have my husband suck me afterward. So thats what this is about. But the way it occurred was …
After allowing ruthie to get some water and rest a bit, I replaced her
gag, and led her over to the wire cage, intending to use it as a “holding
pen” while I readied the next “attraction.” The cage was basically a box
on legs with a crosspiece at the top..although the legs were at an angle.
The entire contraption …
But they knew they really had to show up, at least briefly,
at the reception. Having to stand around making small talk while
she was thinking of all the hot fucking that awaited her when the
reception was over made it almost impossible for Randi to keep
cool. She could feel her blood pounding with anticipation.
In the powder room …
He entered the lobby, nervous at what he was planning, but
also eager to complete it successfully and see how she handled
it. He ran a gloved hand over the frosted intercom panel,
stopping and pressing one labeled “9 – Sanders” and cleared his
throat. “Yes?” It was the sound he’d fallen in love with – the
voice of this …
“I’d have thought they would be well into it now.” “Oh, yeah – they’ve been working on it for over a year now,
but the number of programs they’ve got running is enormous!
They don’t so much need skilled programmers to deduce how to
solve their problems, they just need people who know Cobol and
can make the changes they’ve …
Call me Daniel. In the late summer of 1978, at the age of 24, I was
what could be fairly described as a “reformed computer geek”. I only
realize this now, looking back at pictures of myself at the time. An only
son of fairly strict but loving parents in a large Southern state, I had
found myself well employed …
I awoke slowly, opening my eyes to the now familiar haze of blue and
white sunlight that filtered through our tent walls. I was lying on my left
side, facing the outer wall of the tent, on the side where the morning sun
struck it. It was brighter than usual, probably because it was later in the
morning than usual. …
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 …