Friday, September 15, 2006

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I stopped her with a kiss and slid my cock along her distended clit, keeping her orgasmic moment going. When our lips parted, Kathy looked down between us and found my cock with her fingers. She smeared the pre-come lube dripping from my dick all over the resolute and throbbing head and then popped it between her dripping pussy lips.

"I knocked several times with no answer."

"Sure, of course. I'm sorry I didn't think to invite you to begin with." Raine apologized horrified by her poor manners.

Four years later, I was transferred to St. Louis as head of my firm’s regional office.

Mike returned her smile.

After a minute, she spoke in a low voice, and said, "Honey, you know that I've always loved you, and I want you to be happy with me, so I'll agree to most of what you've asked me, Okay?"

"One more," he said so I spread my knees apart. The camera clicked and then he closed the door. I watched him walk around the back of the car and then I slid across the seat as he got in. He kissed me and I sighed when he rubbed my tits. We pulled away from each other when we heard voices and then we saw people walking to cars near us. He started the engine and I pulled my dress down over my crotch as we drove from the parking lot.

We drove in my car back to Bob's home. I was quite nervous as we turned the street and into his driveway. I felt my heart racing and my palms were sweaty. My throat was dry. I was just about to say something about a rain check to Bob when he looked at me with his green eyes and winked. I knew I couldn't leave without trying to kiss him at least once.

'Oh my God!' Val cried as my seed dripped from her chin and slithered obscenely down her breasts to stain the bra of the basque.

That summer I was working part time at the auto body shop owned by my friend Danny's father. I had always hung out there and had become pretty good at the work so I was given a summer job to earn some money to buy a car. I had always been interested in cars. My dad was into them too and in fact, was the proud owner of a super-cherry, 1972 Mustang Fastback. He rarely took the car out of the garage, only venturing out on some Saturdays when the weather was perfect. He spent a lot of time working on it and waxing it.

I put my arms behind the chair. I felt Susan tying my wrists together. She tied my wrists to one of the slats in the back of the chair. She stepped around, and tied a rope to my cock, behind my balls. She wrapped the rope around each of my balls, and tied it off. She tugged on the rope.

“Until I get home, yes.”

Everyone laid there for a while before toweling off and heading back to the hotel. Tomorrow would be our final day, and as we walked I asked if we would be getting together one more time.

"I'll be down in a minute, Frank, fix yourself a drink." Candy's voice floated down from somewhere upstairs.

Harry placed his hand at the back of my head and nudged it forward. My nose crashed directly into the middle of Maureen's thick unshaven bush.

"Who are you showing me, Betty or Herb?"

Anna shuddered, audibly sighing her excitement. She could never have guessed that seeing something so simple as this, so simple as merely seeing another man jacking her husbands cock off, would have such a profound, such a decadently erotic affect on her as this was.






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