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I spend most of my time out on client sites. I rarely get back to my head office: a big maze of a building in the centre of the City. But sometimes, when the pressure of admin and bureaucracy builds up, I have to go there for a day. I was recently back there for a day on a Friday. I had recently closed a massive deal and felt quite the hero, with people wanting to shake my hand. I also had a new-starter with me, going through the on boarding process, so we were kept busy.

Towards the end of day, at the empty desk beside me, a young lady arrived in a flurry of bags and perfume. Her brief hellos to us and another colleague were delivered with a foreign accent, but she was only there for a few minutes before grabbing her laptop and dashing off - presumably for a meeting somewhere. But it was long enough to create an impression with me and my new starter, Bill.

She was about 20-25 years younger than me, not many years out of university and she was absolutely stunning. She was tall, slim, with an athletic figure and a face which would not look out of place on a catwalk, or on an advertising hoarding. She had long, dark, wavy hair, and large dark-framed glasses, which somehow fitted her look perfectly.

Bill left soon after and I got busy processing my expenses. I knew my fam ily were all out for the evening and so decided I would stay late until it was all done. It was a bit of a walk to the printers and photocopiers I needed and I noticed how the building was emptying out - with only a few last sad souls left at work on this Friday evening. I got back to find the girl back at her desk. We exchanged some banal chit-chat, whilst part of my mind drank in her beauty. While we were chatting, I was thinking of the irony that, when I was in my 20s, I would have found it so difficult to talk to a beauty like her and she probably would not have paid me much attention. But now I am older, I guess I am not seen as a threat, so she could be open and friendly with me, and experience has made me less shy. But my chances of getting off with her had vastly reduced!

I had decided just to enjoy the moment of being alone with this beautiful woman when she had phone call, and - I guess so as not to disturb me, she disappeared off, speaking loudly in an Eastern European language. I could hear her voice in the background, chatting away happily - I guessed to some lucky sod who got to enjoy this fantastic girl on a frequent and regular basis! I noticed her name badge left on the desk amongst her things. Checking she was out of sight, I picked it up and looked at the name - Polish. I decided to spend a few minutes looking her up on-line, internal directory, which also listed her preferred abbreviated name. Then I looked her up on Facebook. Her account wasn't locked down at all and there were many photos which I could readily see. She obviously enjoyed beach holidays and there were many photos of her laying in a range of skimpy bikinis. Also photos of her out at night with friends, in nightclubs, looking like she was having a good time, in very sexy clothes. I was getting quite turned on just looking at these photos. I noted with pleasure that there was no boyfriend in any photos.

I heard her conversation finish and I closed down Facebook and got back to processing my expenses! But still she did not come back. I needed to print off a load of forms and photocopy receipts, so trudged off through the building, idly wondering at the many security doors in this part of a maze of a building. I did not see a single person. The copier was playing up, so having to clear paper jams and the like, It was probably 20-30 mins before I wandered back. When I got back to my desk, she was still not there. I suddenly noticed her security pass still sitting there. I decided to go and look for her.

I went through a couple of doors which were push-button exit, so didn't need a swipe to get out. I found her eventually sitting on the floor of the corridor which led to the toilets. She had tears streaming down her beautiful face. As soon as she heard my voice, she scrambled to her feet and flung herself at me, holding me tight and sobbing on my shoulder. Stunned, I put my arms around her and hugged her tight, feeling her young firm body pressed against me, feeling it shake as she sobbed. As she started to calm down, the story came out accented and between sobs, how she had got stuck behind locked doors, unable to get anywhere, panicking, and claustrophobia kicking in. She had her phone, but didn't know who to call. How she thought I had gone, as I had not answered her shouts or her knocking.

I stood there hugging her, smelling her perfume, and the aroma of her hairspray. Unbidden memories of those beach and nightclub photos came into my mind. My dick started getting hard and I subtly moved my hips so it wasn't pressed against her. I didn't want her to realise I was getting a pervy kick out of the moment and for the moment to end. I was very aware of the curving shape of her body in my arms. I could feel her breasts pressed against my chest. I could not move my dick away entirely and could feel the end of it lightly touching against her. I resisted the urge to press it harder against her - too pervy.

Finally, after her sobs had subsided, she pulled away from me, seemingly embarrassed. I said some reassuring words. She was still flushed and a bit shaky - she must have really been panicking. I reached for her hand, and gave her some more reassurances. She clung tightly to my hand and we walked back to the desks hand-in-hand. She was even more embarrassed in the light, open area. I decided a change of subject was needed, and got her talking about her forthcoming holiday to Brazil. She mentioned beaches and my mind went straight back to those bikini photos, enhanced by my recent memory of that fantastic body pressed against mine.

Before my interest got too obvious I reluctantly turned back to my work. I realised I had forgotten to print one form. I told her I needed to go and collect the print, and saw the panic in her eyes, tears even began to well. So I suggested she could come with me. To save her embarrassment, I made an excuse about showing her views over the city from the executive top floor, where I had access to, but doubted she did. I saw her gratitude and she scrabbled up her pass and phone into her handbag, to come with me. Good to my word, I took her to show her the views from the execs' floor, as my printing had not finished. The lights in the open areas came on automatically as we walked, telling me nobody was around. However the lights in the offices needed to be switched on. I suggested we went into a large corner meeting room, as it has the best views and, with the lights left off, would have no light reflection. I shut door behind us.

The only light now came from the large windows with the lights of the City in front of us. We stood close together, I pointing out places to her, using my excellent knowledge of the City. She touched my arm, asking about one particular building and left her hand there. She said how beautiful the City was at night - how romantic. So saying, she leant her head on my shoulder. Unthinkingly I put my arm round her as I would my wife, but instantly realised the different feel of this taller, slimmer much lither body. I started to wonder what I was doing, and how I got here, when she suddenly turned towards me, lifted her face to mine and kissed me full on the lips, her arms snaked around me to pull her body against mine. I had a moment of surprise and then I was kissing her back, returning her passion.

My dick was hardening fast. I now pressed it against her this time, making my interest and Intentions clearly understood. But far from my fear of putting her off, she continued with our long kiss, tongues entwined. One hand left my back and reached between us. She gripped my shaft through my suit trousers - a firm grip from her small hand, and she began tugging. Her eyes opened and looked into mine. I could read the passion in them, reflecting the lights of the City.

My hands slid down and took a firm grip of her beautifully rounded arse pulling her towards me. She gasped. I brought one hand round between us and start rubbing her pussy mound. I could feel the lace of her panties through the shear fabric of her business suit. She broke off from our kiss to gasp and let out a low moan, before our mouths locked back together again. Then we were desperately tearing at each other's clothes I undid her jacket and she shrugged it to the floor, I was already feverishly undoing the buttons on her blouse and she was doing the same on my shirt - frustration overtook us and we pulled them over our heads. She was facing me, towards the windows, with the light reflecting off her beautiful body; her muscled, toned body, her dark bra. I was aware of the contrast of my flabbier middle-aged body.

I decided that before she changed her mind, I was going to get an eyeful of those beautiful tits. Her hands were rubbing my chest. I reached behind her and unclipped her bra. She leant in and we kissed again. It was a long lingering kiss. I moved my hands round to her breasts, sliding them under her loosened bra, cupping a tit in each hand. They were full and firm and I could feel her nipples hardening in my palms. I slid my hands down so I can feel those nipples with my fingers. They quickly became as hard as bullets and I could feel all the detail of the areolae around them. She broke off the kiss, moaning softly in Polish. Obviously very much enjoying my exploration of her nipples. She leant her head forward against my face. But I want to see her tits so much now. I told her so and she pulled back from me and, with my hands still covering her tits, she pulled off her bra.

I played a little game of peek a boo with my hands on her tits, making her laugh huskily, then I moved my hands down to her waist and was finally able to stare at the most perfect boobs I have ever seen. I drank in their splendour. They were bigger than I would have expected, with her athletic body. Given her love of beach holidays, although not very tanned, I could see no tan lines either - which meant she was not averse to some topless bathing. She watched my obvious appreciation for a few moments, then she said in her accented voice, "Now I want to see you".

She stepped forward and - taking me by surprise - knelt directly in front of me, her eyes level with the bulge in my trousers. Her small fingers undo my belt buckle, then the zip, then the clips on my trousers and she slid them down to my feet. She knelt closer, her face inches from my bulging underpants. I could see the hunger in her eyes as she hooked her fingers over the waistband. She hesitated for a moment and looked up at me - almost asking permission in her eyes. I nodded and she looked back to the bulge, then in one movement pulled my underpants down. My cock twanged out in front of her, standing proudly to attention for her inspection. She looked at it for a moment, then leant forward, kissed the end then slid her lips around it.

Nothing this girl did should have surprised me any more, but the sight of my cock disappearing into this stunningly beautiful, young girl's pretty mouth did. I thought I was going to shoot my load just at the sight of it. But I restrained myself, only for the awareness of just how skilled she was at sucking cock to immediately register from my penis to my brain. I groaned involuntarily and her big round eyes looked up into my face, her mouth still sliding up and down my cock. More willpower required to stop me filling her mouth with my cum. I reached down and, half reluctantly pulled her to her feet, kissing her hard, tasting the saltiness of my own precum on her tongue.

Her hand was again urgently stroking my cock - my god, she was hot for it. As we kissed passionately, my fingers found the zip and clasp at the side of her office slacks. I slid my hands inside to grab those firm, pert buttocks and she gave a wiggle and her slacks slid down those long slim legs to crumple at her feet. My hands found their way inside her lace knickers and I could now knead the skin of that beautiful arse. My fingers reached further and she parted her legs as far as her slacks would allow, until my fingers reached her pussy lips. She shivered and even with our mouths locked together I felt - rather than heard - her utter a groan of pleasure.

My middle finger slid between her lips and felt hot dampness. My god she was so wet. Her grip tightened on my cock and she broke away from our kiss resting her head in my chest as she ground down into my finger, her movements encouraging my finger to penetrate her further. I could hear my finger making slurping sounds as I frigged her hot wet pussy. Her juices ran done my finger and onto my hand. She said something gutturally in Polish, then in English: "I want you in me. I need you in me."

We broke apart, to kick our trousers off and free our ankles, then she moved round me, half sitting on the conference room table, legs apart, pussy gleaming wetly in the lights from the City. I moved up to her, but it wasn't right, the table was hard and a bit too low for me. She looked over my shoulder: "sofa" she said and pushed me backwards. I stumbled over our strewn clothes and fell backwards on a hard, black leather sofa, which lay against the plate glass window. She followed me across the room and knelt astride me, looking down on me.

Those beautiful boobs were level with my face and I reached behind her back and pulled her to me. My lips found a nipple and I flicked it with my tongue, then sucked on it felling it stiffen. I nibbled gently and she groaned, her head flung back. I slid my hands back down to her firm arse, feeling her clench at my touch. She pressed her body against me and it was easy for my fingers to find their target again as, with two fingers this time, I entered her hot, wet cavern. She was grinding against me, then slid her legs further apart so she lowered herself. "With your cock" she said. "In me now!".

Who was I to disobey. I guided the head of my eager penis to her vagina lips, where it slid gratefully inside. Without warning she pushed down hard, making us both groan and I felt myself enter her fully. I looked into the deep pools of her eyes and - our bodies momentarily still we kissed passionately. Then breaking off the kiss, she began to ride me harder and harder. She was like a woman possessed - I had never known passion like it. Faster and faster she worked her pelvis, then her whole body. I could feel her vagina walls gripping my shaft, could feel the suction on my cock.

She was breathing hard and noisily now, as she rode my cock for all she was worth. I watched, somehow detached from the incredible feelings coursing through my body, watching this amazing woman ride me. I could see, even in the dim light her chest darkening as the blood flowed through her body. And I could hear her passion building and thought that so could anyone working late nearby.

A vision filled my head of a crowd building at the door of the meeting room to watch our coupling, but I could not tear my eyes away from the sight of this woman riding me for all she was worth. Then she was getting even noisier as the orgasms started to sweep through her beautiful body. And I could not hold on any longer. I felt my cock swell and then my cum filled her pussy, jet after hot jet leaving my body and filling hers. I saw her eyes open and knew she could feel my cum, triggering another powerful orgasm in her. As her pelvis worked out of any control she may have, her vagina walls forming a perfect seal to suck out the last of my cum.

Finally she collapsed against me, her body soaked in sweat, shaking. She clung to me tightly, my cock still deep inside her. She still shook and trembled and I moved her head so I could kiss her again and saw the tears running down her cheeks. I was shocked and asked if she was ok. She nodded fervently. "Yes. Oh, yes. That was so incredible. Made me cry. I am very, very ok!!" Then we were laughing and kissing and hugging.

My dick was softening inside her and I felt a trickle of our mixed juices rolling down my balls, puddling on the sofa. But I didn't care. We stayed clinging together and naked for what seemed like ages - I glanced at the door and nobody was there. Eventually we separated, the cooler air making us shiver, but neither of us was in any hurry to get dressed. She spotted a roll of tissue paper and cleaned ourselves up as best we could, and the puddle on the black leather. Then we knelt on the sofa just watching the view of the City, arms around each other.

After a while her naked presence, her perfume and the smell of our sweat started having an effect on me again and I felt my dick stiffening. Only one place this was going! I stood up and she turned her head to look questioningly at me, then saw my cock at attention, ready for action. She just said "Oh!" And. Turning back to the view, still kneeling on the sofa moved her knees apart and wiggled her perfect arse invitingly. I moved round behind her. My fingers quickly realised she was still very wet and I quickly replaced them with my cock, sliding my full length into her. She sighed and pushed back into me, her back arching, then I was fucking her again, more leisurely this time.

Her eyes were focused at the view of the City, my eyes were focused at the view of her perfect female form. My hands, running over her smooth skin. I reached round her and between her legs and found her clit to play with as I continued to slide my shaft in and out of her. This got her moaning again and I played a beautiful concerto on this new instrument, bringing her to the verge of orgasm again and again, until neither of us could hold on any longer and we let our orgasms release until we were crumpled together again on the black sofa.

It was very late when, finally, the cool of the building and a near miss with a security guard - wandering obliviously past the door while we hid giggling and naked just feet away from him - we decided it was time to reluctantly get dressed and to go our separate ways. I called my wife when I was leaving and she was full of sympathy at me having to work late!!! Yes I felt guilty, but not too guilty to hope that I would be "working late" again in the future.

I have attached a photo that I found of the girl on holiday. You can see what I mean by that body!


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There is a small town in Switzerland, Obunsbach, that is known for it’s fine candies. Indeed, one of the first recorded ‘sweets shop’ is in Obunsbach, selling a honey sugared square of pastry. From the simple pastries to the fanciest of confectioneries, if it is made, it is made better in Obunsbach. This includes their world renown chocolate. Ah yes, ‘Obunsbach Schokolate’, a truly divine food, a pleasure to rival sex itself. To taste of that sweet elixir is to indulge your sensations in a...

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Vixen Matriculates

After a year of pornographic movie-making at her father’s upstate New York studio, Vixen had a fat bank account, a used convertible, bruised thighs, stretched nipples and a sore anus and flabby vagina. She was disappointed. She had thought making porn movies would be exciting,. It was not. She had dreamed that some Hollywood agent would see her work and offer her a test. None did. She had met some interesting women and a lot of sad dolts, mostly male. The work had become a bore. She decided...

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Vixen Expostulates

Vixen sat in the front row in Mr. Valpor’s English class listening to him discuss Mark Twain and local color. She took notes and between times sucked on her Bic pen, keeping her pouting lips wet and soft, showing him her tongue tip now and then and enjoying the dampness her vagina was generating. She was “in heat” and she knew it. Estrous it was called in the animal world. She noticed that he was wearing a wide wedding band, and it looked like he might have gained some weight since he got...

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Latexschlampen

Gierig fallen Sandra und Tatjana überinander her. Lange hatten sie darauf gewartet. Sandra war um die 165 cm groß, hatte rötlich gefärbte lange Haare zum Pferdeschwanz, ein süßes Gesicht und einen knallengen schwarzen Latexanzug an. Ihre Lesbenfreundin Tatjana war eine echte blonde Sexbombe. Sie trug ebenfalls einen Latexcatsuit. Beide fielen übereinander her und rieben ihre Latexkörper im Bett aneinander. "Ich bin so geil" stöhnte Sandra die unte rihrer Freundin lag. "Ich will dich nur feste...

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Black wife submits later2

Over the next few weekends Mandy was naked save for a red satin robe that clung to her curvy brown body.occassionly she’d allow it to gape,showing her tits topped by the almost black thick nipples,or cross her legs showing off her fleshy thighs.shed feel humiliated obeying her dominant husband,humiliated and hornyshe remembered the first time bob had controlled her,stepped up from the suggestive talk,saying things like how he wouldn’t even let her wear a robe in the house and that he loved how...

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Lisa Teil 4 Die Latexputznutte

Nochmal Teil 4, der ersten Version fehlen die letzten Absätze...Lisa war nun bereits über eine Woche der Ferien bei Nicole und Ihrer Tochter Chrissi, und hatte schon einige Male geile Bekanntschaft mit dem Latexequipment und der versauten Lüste der Beiden gemacht.Die drei verstanden sich immer noch so gut - nein, besser - , als am ersten Tag, was jedoch aufgrund der miteinander erlebten, geilen Sauereien nicht Wunder nahm. Es war ein sonniger Dienstagmorgen, und sie saßen gemeinsam am...

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Latexweekend

Translatet With GoolgeIt was Friday at had passed 1400 and looked forward to a pleasant evening with Randi. When the bell rang the doorbell. It was the record that came with the package. Waited no packages, but the visitors leveled and took the package into. I opened the box and there lay a patch. Walk in shower and wash well. There are several bags in the package, do not pack the up until you have been notified. Randi. I went in the shower, washed and shaved. Took me morning coat and went into...

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Vixen Expostulates

Vixen sat in the front row in Mr. Valpor’s English class listening to him discuss Mark Twain and local color. She took notes and between times sucked on her Bic pen, keeping her pouting lips wet and soft, showing him her tongue tip now and then and enjoying the dampness her vagina was generating. She was “in heat” and she knew it. Estrous it was called in the animal world. She noticed that he was wearing a wide wedding band, and it looked like he might have gained some weight since he got...

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Vixen Matriculates

After a year of pornographic movie-making at her father’s upstate New York studio, Vixen had a fat bank account, a used convertible, bruised thighs, stretched nipples and a sore anus and flabby vagina. She was disappointed. She had thought making porn movies would be exciting,. It was not. She had dreamed that some Hollywood agent would see her work and offer her a test. None did. She had met some interesting women and a lot of sad dolts, mostly male. The work had become a bore. She decided to...

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The Revenge of the Latexdoll

The Revenge of the Latexdoll By LatexBondageBoy Chapter 1 Making of the Latexdoll Dr. Lex Hunter has a fasiciation with latex and women. Something about a woman in latex turns me on in the worst way. Due to his working long hours, his social life suffered. One day he was looking at a latex magazine, he got an idea. He thought to himself, " What if I created a latex woman of my dreams?" He thought what he need. First he need a person. So the next day, he put an ad in the paper,...

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Forced To Be A Latexdoll

Forced To Be A Latexdoll By Latex Bondage Boy 2000 copyrighted by Latexbondagefun One night Jim came home drunk after a hard day's work. When he drank, he was a violent person. He would come home and hit and yell at anyone who was in his way. This peculiar night was different. He came home and passed out in the living room. His wife, Samantha, was getting tired of his shit after 10 yrs. She pulled Jim into the bedroom and put Jim into bed. After that, she went upstairs. She went...

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The Excalibur Principle II Pixilated

The Excalibur Principle II: Pixilated By Morpheus "Another day, another killing," I muttered, glancing at the headline about another school shooting on the paper that I'd just pulled from the machine. But without so much as another glance, I folded the paper and shoved it into the bag of stuff that I'd just picked up from the store, not giving much thought to the shooting since it seemed to happen so often lately. With a sigh I looked up at the clouds in the sky for a moment,...

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Percolate

"Percolate" First InstallmentAll of the desk seats were wooden,and had been carved to fit two ass cheeks, each of them. The university conference hall was one of the oldest buildings on campus.Some of the seats were older from the 1930s, some from the 1960s.The larger ones had not been aged and worn down as much. The newer ones did not fit my bottom correctly.Asses are bonier than they look."Augh" I half whined,half growled,clumsily standing up and roughly bundling up my dark,thick,black curls...

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The Journey Episode 4 Galatea

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Strooder cant stop wanking for Lateshay

strooderHey babe. Hows it going? Just been checking out your new vid and I love it. As soon as your sexy curves were on the screen my cock was instantly throbbing I was frantically wanking away. I fired off a huge load of cum for you then kept on going, wanking event harder still.I know how much you want my cum, I know how much you need it. I know you love the thought of me exhausted, balls aching and empty, arm fatigued, but still my cock throbs to shoot for you. I have no choice but to obey...

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An execution in Arelate

An execution in ArelatePart I: The trialWhen Marcus Severian heard Lucullus’ story he turned to his second centurion. ?Better send a squad to check there’s a tree trunk free on the north road, and a hurt-beam to fit it. One way or the other, I reckon someone’s going to climb the tree over this.? When Lucius Murena, agent for the coadjutor Agrippa, heard the story he called in agents from the docks and put them to new duties, to watch the house of Livia Cuxena, note who went in and out, and...

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Latency

I am not a student of psychology and have no affectations of being knowledgeable on this subject. Everything I am about to tell you based on my subjectivity. Hopefully, therefore, I do not piss off readers who are well versed in this topic.To me, one of the most guarded subjects in the world is male homosexuality activity. With the biblical abhorrence to this phenomenon that we were all raised on, I suppose this comes expectedly, and any statistical evidence, therefore, can never be accurately...

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Beyond Latency

Foreword:After some of my most ardent followers repeatedly asked me to continue with this story, I simply couldn’t refuse. I not in the habit of writing sequels, but felt happily obliged to do so. In all honesty, when I completed my original story, that thought had seriously crossed my mind. In any case, I hope that this sequel doesn’t disappoint…*Once we got back to our everyday lives, our daily routines continued as usual. I enjoyed our excursion to the spa and had been enthralled by what had...

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Dating the man from Chalatenango

Earlier, I wrote of some of my experiences working in front of the cameras as a sex vid actress for a small Memphis studio. One of the interesting characters I met was a 32 year old man from El Salvador who not only brought personality, charisma, and a muscular fit body to the video productions but he was also a really nice guy. Back in those days, I was a young divorced mom and appreciated the money I made from my intermittent work up in Memphis. I usually only had full-on sex with the same...

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Vixen Expostulates

Vixen sat in the front row in Mr. Valpor's second semester English class listening to him discuss Mark Twain and local color. She took notes and between times sucked on her Bic pen, keeping her pouting lips wet and soft, showing him her tongue tip now and then and enjoying the dampness her vagina was generating. She was "in heat" and she knew it. Estrous it was called in the animal world. She noticed that he was wearing a wide wedding band, and it looked like he might have gained some...

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Vixen Matriculates

After a year of pornographic movie-making at her father's upstate New York studio, Vixen had a fat bank account, a used convertible, bruised thighs, stretched nipples and a sore anus. She was disappointed. She had thought making porn movies would be exciting. It was not. She had dreamed that some Hollywood agent would see her work and offer her a test. None did. She had met some interesting women and a lot of sad dolts, mostly male. The work had become a bore. She decided to go to college...

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Richard Miscalculates

"You do have a choice Richard. You don't have to do it, but life will be so much easier for you if you do. If you do it nothing changes except that you will never sleep in my bed again. Although I'm going to be taking on the role of CEO you will still be president of the company, you will still have your country club membership and you can even keep your bimbo. If you don't do it you are out of a job, homeless, probably not able to buy your little blond slut a cup of coffee and the only way...

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Vixen Capitulates

Vixen found her little green dress right where she had put it, at the bottom of her box of old clothes, still in a plastic bag and still stained. She looked at the label and put it in the sink with some hand soap and let it soak trying not to recall the battering she had taken that summer afternoon when she was sixteen. She had put the little dress away, feeling it had been a mistake, too daring. Now she was older and had a lot more nerve. Mr. Valpor, the English teacher she had taken two...

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Pixielated

We were all sitting at the window table ... four of us and three lookers ... playing Euchre and having a beer when the subject came up. They had some of the same tales as we had way back in Highschool... 'Golden Arm' and like that ... and it was my deal. You need to understand ... we were playing cards during all this ... I just left that out ... unless you want a lesson on how to play Euchre. I didn't think so. I don't know if this qualifies as a Halloween Story ... they're supposed to...

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Middle School Mischief at DorsetChapter 9 Felicity Fellates

Reverend Wilson ground his belly against young Felicity's large, upthrust buttocks as he made his final short jabs into her flooded cunt. Her near-virgin tightness milked the last dribbles up into her humid depths, the viscous, sperm-laden fluid puddling and flowing into her. It was not only for sensual reasons that Wilson had chosen to have the fourteen-year-old girl kneel for her second fuck. With her hips raised high, her womb was inverted and the frantically swimming seeds would be aided...

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My Isekai Life in DD FireChapter 21 Isekai Life Eating Platemail

Now that I had had a name to go on, memories of Calliope came flooding back. I had been enamoured with her ever since I noticed her two week into basic lessons. She was smart, attractive, kind ... if a little too serious and standoffish. But that didn’t matter, what are little things like human flaws to get in the way of a good infatuation? The best part is, she seemed to warm up to me in time. We didn’t flirt, precisely, but she would blush whenever our eyes met, and she was really...

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Priestly PromiscuityChapter 17 Jan Gets Jubilated

Brother John's opportunity came sooner than he expected. In fact, it was the following night. Jan, her young pussy still tender from the priestly penetration of last night, had agreed to go out one more time with Jim. He was a nice guy and, until two days ago, she had intended to marry him. It had seemed only fair to spend one more evening with him and, as usual, they had spent much of the time in a close embrace. Father Murphy may have sated her the previous evening but her desires seemed...

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A Night in the Gynarch HotelChapter 11 Laters

Sprawling on a couch in the bar, Effie looked at her watch. The waiter crouched beneath her feet gave a quiet grunt as she leant back, stretching so that the heels of her shoes dug into his side. "Mmm. This has really been a great evening," she said, raising her glass of liqueur to her friend. "It certainly has," Coral agreed. "It was wonderful that you asked me to come. It's been terrific." "And," she pushed the waiter away with a jab of her heel, "it's going to get better. Are...

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The Violence Escalates

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Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 377 The President Capitulates

Early Summer Vacation, 2007 I also did a little TV watching while my families slept. The two fires had been VERY big news for a couple of hours, especially with the senior Bushes being missing for most of that time. That Washington DC wasn't a crater, but that the two Bush residences had been destroyed so thoroughly, gave people a great deal of hope that the angel had decided on a different approach from that specified in the "explode 2 W80s" email. That the President's parents had been...

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LatestPorn

Latest Porn! You have to hand it to tube sites that don’t beat around the goddamn bush about their content. They don’t try to use a catchy name or be clever. Rather, they know their audience and want to make it known that they can come to their tube site to get the kind of content they crave.That’s precisely the case with Latest Porn. If you want to watch the latest and hottest AAA pornography on a tube site, the aptly named Latest Porn will get you just that. It shows you the hottest...

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