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Glad I don't work with ferrets lol
When I was 15 I used a pair of scissors to cut up all my sister's knickers in a major strop!
Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you glad to see me?
Guys whp think they have the monopoly on being right
I've never gone for this 'no strings attached' thing - but that is ridiculous!
Sex tape? Where do you buy that? Is it like faster-Plaster?
On a warm day it would have to be me so he had something cool to slip into
Think I would be bitchy if he didn't
Yes, but he doesn't really approve
The large TV screen was showing some dubious sports celebrity recently caught in flagrante delicto by the world’s press. His distraught trophy wife had been left at home while she thought he was off at some training camp. Now said celebrity was apologising to his sponsors, the sport organisers, his team mates, the media, and anybody else who cared to listen. “Do I care? ...
Added 24 Feb 2010 | Category Interracial
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Karen looked at her watch. Eight thirty-eight. She would give him another few minutes (against her better judgement) and then she would go. She ordered another glass of Chardonnay and looked across at the other person sitting at the bar. As she did so, his mobile phone bleeped. Mike flipped open his phone. “ur boring – end of”. He quickly looked...
Added 20 Feb 2010 | Category Mature
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Karl lay in his bed covered by only a thin cotton sheet. It was too warm in the Mediterranean summer to wear anything for sleeping beneath the sheet. Indeed, it was too warm for him to sleep at all so he lay there, thinking about the 3 days so far of his holiday. Or rather, he thought about Chrissie, with whom he had been staying for those 3 days. In truth, he knew very little...
Added 17 Jan 2010 | Category Straight Sex
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Dieter was sitting looking out over the water. He slowly sipped his beer. From somewhere behind him he became aware of an English voice speaking on a mobile phone. “Must go, sorry…..and you…..take care, you.” In an instant that voice took him back to L'Auditori in Barcelona, several years before. Vividly he saw legs, and thighs. In his mind he played that scene again,...
Added 18 Jul 2009 | Category Reluctance
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“If you really loved me you’d…” OK Girls, we’ve all heard that one! But what if, just for once, the guy saying it is actually not the stereo-typical slime ball who seems to say this sort of stuff? Miracles can happen you know! Take, for example, my friend Susie. Now, don’t go thinking that Susie’s a kiss-and-tell operator, but we girls do have to stick together on...
Added 09 Jun 2009 | Category First Time
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“Is that you Caroline?” Susan’s voice cut through the cold air like the Grim Reaper’s scythe. “Caroline! I repeat, is that you?” Susan is Jerry’s mother, woman from Hell, who has a complete mental block which prevents her from using the correct name of Carolyn, or even Caro (as the rest of the world called her). She clenched her teeth. “Susan! I hadn’t expected to...
Added 06 Jun 2009 | Category Love Stories
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The Vingt-Deux is an intimate club just behind the Rue Fénélon. It’s really a night club, but for those in the know, the bar is open during the afternoons except for Mondays. Whatever else we might be at the Vingt-Deux we are discreet. Although I work with the band, on this particular Tuesday afternoon I was behind the bar instead of Henri, our usual barman. Henri is a...
Added 16 Mar 2009 | Category Voyeur
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Karen still couldn’t quite believe it. Yet the feeling in her pussy left her in no doubt. Three times she had been to bed with him. And three times, after they had made the most fantastic love she could ever have imagined, she had felt this same and unmistakeable feeling. There was no question about it......Steve had more passion, more tenderness, and more plain staying power...
Added 28 Feb 2009 | Category Anal
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