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      <title>Roman&amp;apos;s Seduction</title>
      <description>Ivy nodded absently as she hurried to complete the return for the latest annoying customer that was hell bent on having a conversation with her. She hated this job. With every fiber of her being she hated anything retail related. But this was a necessity as a second job if she wanted to have a new car by the end of the summer. Retail was one of those jobs that could be done without thinking</description>
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      <title>My Wife&amp;apos;s Lover: The African Lion</title>
      <description>Walking home from a neighborhood tavern after too many drinks, and too late at night, I became aware of myself lying on the ground as a large, young black man hit me in the face yelling, "Where's the money?"    I tried to push him away, so I could get to the pepper foam I carry in my front pocket. He was immovable, and hit me harder, yelling again, "Where's the money?" and feeling my pockets</description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 20:26:10 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Girls&amp;apos; Trip</title>
      <description>Lea wakes with an acute urge to use the bathroom. She stands and makes her way, naked, through the dark hotel room. Her long legs and slender white butt are just visible in the early morning light rimming the curtains. She sees Mindy and Carly asleep in the other bed. The men have left. The room smells of sex.   Lea shuts the door and turns on the light and fan. Sitting on the toilet, she</description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2013 02:22:39 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Unicorn: Dark Delight</title>
      <description>My friend, Kelli, works at a local gym as a cosmetologist in a very wealthy and elite part of town. She meets the most handsome men and gorgeous women. Over the last couple of years, Kelli had been dating a trainer named Rodney, who worked at her gym. Rodney is 6'3' with a lean muscular build, shaved head and smooth ebony skin. His incredibly fit body hid his age of forty-four. I have always</description>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 27 Apr 2013 13:38:15 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Wasted Time</title>
      <description>It was a Saturday morning in April; the weather was finally sunny for a change, despite it being early. My mom told me she wanted me to ride with her as she picked my grandma up from work and took her home over an hour away; I agreed without saying anything. I already knew how I could pass the time anyway, gotta love emulators. You know, those video games meant for consoles (Playstation,</description>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 22:18:13 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>My First BBC</title>
      <description> He continued to torture me with texts. Dirty, naughty things that might offend some, but did nothing but make me hotter. Finally I responded and said &amp;quot;Tomorrow, Noon, You pick the place.&amp;quot;   He picked a new residential development, completely abandoned. There was a tiny part of me that wondered if this was a good idea. In fact, I even realized that something very bad could happen to me and no</description>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 19 Apr 2013 14:03:48 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Who is she? - Part One</title>
      <description>Living in upstate New York, working in the city, subways are a transportation necessity. As usual, it was packed like a sardine can. I had already given my seat to an older lady, so on my feet I stood. 9 th Street, the next stop, was always crowded. Those of us standing did the back step shuffle.   She climbed in and I checked her out. Mature, not small but not fat, perfectly thick in all</description>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 13 Apr 2013 17:24:04 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Hot Wife's Interracial Rest Area Fantasy</title>
      <description>I know how much you love fucking my tight slut ass; well here is something I have fantasized about. You pick me up in a car and we start off for a rest area where we can fuck outdoors in public. I am wearing a crisp white blouse with a black lace bra underneath. I have a short black pleated skirt with white panties and black thigh high stockings with lace at the top. I look sweet but naughty;</description>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 12:24:56 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Butterfly Tattoo</title>
      <description>I have always been my parent's  perfect little girl,   and I feel like it's time for a change. I want things to be different. I just turned seventeen and I'm ready to spread my wings, so to speak. I&amp;apos;ve been debating this for the last six months, and I'm ready for it.    I stroll down the street, repeating the same thing in my head, encouraging myself. "You can do this" again and again,</description>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 28 Mar 2013 21:07:20 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Claire at the Adult Bookstore</title>
      <description>My husband had taken me to the bookstore booths a few times and I had a great time sucking his cock and a few others. The store we frequented attracted a lot of black clientele, which I loved. One afternoon, when I was really horny, I pulled in to the parking lot of the store. I told myself I'd just watch a few pornos, maybe watch a few guys jerk off, maybe play with my cunt, but that was it.</description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 25 Mar 2013 12:32:38 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Who Wants Hot Cocoa</title>
      <description>Paul had had a hell of a day. The boss had been on his case all day about a project that he needed to take care of. It wasn&amp;apos;t even his project - he was going to have to fix someone else&amp;apos;s fuck up! On top of that he had found out that the promotion he had been counting on wasn&amp;apos;t going to happen due to &amp;quot;budget cuts&amp;quot;. Yeah right! The company wasn&amp;apos;t worried about budget cuts - they were</description>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 24 Mar 2013 03:27:56 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Andee&amp;apos;s Adventure Turns &amp;apos;Dark&amp;apos;</title>
      <description> "At some point, you&amp;apos;re going to go a bit too far," Bella said. "I think you&amp;apos;ve been pretty lucky so far ... but every man has his limits; even the most open-minded."    Andee knew her best friend had a valid point. Other than her husband, Bella was the only one who knew all of what had been going on with her life the past year. It was pretty much every Saturday afternoon that they would</description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 20 Mar 2013 21:52:06 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Thomas&amp;apos;s Two  Sides</title>
      <description>Thomas Flynn dropped his backpack and looked around as he walked into the third floor walkup. The sleeves of his flannel shirt were rolled halfway up his forearms and its tail draped over the seat of his jeans.   "So this is your grandma's place?"   He heard a scuffle behind him and turned in time to catch a flying teenage girl in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist as she</description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 04:19:09 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Sucking the Mexican Construction Crew</title>
      <description> I have had an interest in the study of human sexuality for many years, and specifically the way it evolves over time. That's why it interesting that the events taking place in this story could have been such a surprise to me. My name is Ed, and my wife Joan and I are 50 years old and have two children who are out of college and living in different Phoenix suburbs with young families of</description>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 09 Mar 2013 23:42:49 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>The Night Out - Diane gets ready for the Ball</title>
      <description>   Diane looked at the clock.   &amp;quot;Damn, 6:10. I need to get going,&amp;quot; she said to herself as she applied eyeliner to her freshly washed face.   The tennis match had gone extra sets, putting her behind schedule. She smiled. Well it was worth it she thought. She was in the Club championship. Not too bad for a 37 year old married mom. She grinned, looking in the mirror, then refocused on the task</description>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 09 Mar 2013 15:04:07 GMT</pubDate>
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