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Lenny stroked his cock as he watched his wife suck his
cock. Jeannie was a pro when it came to sucking cock.
He watched as she carefully moved her tongue over the
tip of it then engulfed the entire length down her
throat.

He kept moving his hand on his cock as he felt his
balls swelling and about to explode. Lenny pointed the
remote at the screen and moved the scene a little
further ahead until he came to the part where his wife
was holding her head on his cock.

He clicked the remote to normal speed and watched the
screen. Lenny watched as his wife lifted her mouth off
his cock and smiled for the video camera. He watched as
she hammed it up and parted her lips for the camera
showing the gob of cum she was holding on her tongue.

Lenny kept stroking his cock as he watched Jeannie
close her mouth and smile for him. He knew she was
swallowing his load at that moment like any normal
housewife who loved to eat cum.

She was playfully making faces for him while he held
the camera on her. She brought up her left hand and
wiped off her lips. Her large diamond engagement ring
glistened in the scene as she held up that hand.

Jeannie started moving closer to the lens until the
picture went blurry. Lenny remembered how she always
loved to kiss him after swallowing his load of cum. She
got a kick out of it and always giggled for him.

The picture went blank and Lenny leaned back on the
pillow and began stroking his cock until his cum
blasted off across his legs and hit the blanket across
the bed spread.

Lenny kept stroking his cock and pressed his fingers
along the bottom of his cock making every last drop of
cum to come out. Lenny stroked his cock a while longer
then reached for the towel and wiped off his legs.

He quickly got off the bed and took the DVD out of the
player and placed it in the drawer with the others.

Lenny washed and got dressed and slipped on Jeannie's
favorite shirt and starred at her picture on the
dresser. The photo was taken at their son's graduation
last spring.

Lenny smiled to himself thinking that it was hard to
believe that the woman he married straight out of
college was turning forty years old this month. Lenny
laughed as he remembered one of the other parents
asking his son if that was his sister during the
graduation ceremony.

Lenny leaned closer and starred at the photograph.
Jeanie had worn her hair in a long curl for the past
five years and made her appear much younger then her
forty years.

Lenny pictured in his mind how they fucked after making
that short video he just watched. He could still feel
her ass moving and swaying above his legs like a belly
dancer.

He remembered how he would to lay back on the pillow
and watch how her belly gyrated around while she rode
his cock. Jeannie actually took belly dancing lessons
one summer to learn how to move her body while having
sex.

Lenny also built her a poll in the bedroom where she
would practice her strip routine for him on weekends.
She had taken lessons from a stripper who she had met
while working at a club for a short period.

He glanced at the time and was running late. He only
had to drive about five blocks but got there just in
time as he switched the engine off on his truck. The
newspaper was lying in the driveway and leaned over to
pick it up and glanced at the headlines as he walked to
the front door.

He used his key to open the door and stepped inside.
The smell of bacon cooking filled his nostrils as he
shut the front door and wiped his feet on the mat.
Lenny walked into the kitchen and saw Jeannie in front
of the stove just taking the eggs out of the pan as he
tossed the paper onto the counter.

Jeannie turned her head around and smiled as Lenny
leaned over to kiss her lips.
She handed him his plate.

"Good morning, Honey. Billie called me around seven
this morning. He said he got his test scores back on
Friday and passed just about every question by one
hundred percent."

Lenny walked over to the table with his plate and sat
down as he replied, "I'll call him later this
afternoon. I'm just surprised he was up so early this
morning."

Jeanie laughed as she filled her plate." Billie hadn't
been to bed yet. I guess he was celebrating all night
with his friends and didn't realize what time it was!"

Billie was in his freshman year at college and they
both missed him around the house. Lenny looked over at
Jeannie as he watched her moving around in front of the
stove.

She was wearing a tight pair of jeans. She had a nice
full round ass. Not a once of flab on it, only meat.
She exercised an hour each day to keep her figure and
it showed.

Lenny watched as she turned around to bring her plate
to the table. The top she was wearing was tight and
exposed her belly button. Her large breasts were
clearly visible underneath the thin material of the
top.

Jeannie's nipples were hard and pointed straight out at
him. She hardly ever wore a bra at home. Jeannie placed
her plate on the table then walked over to grab the
coffee pot and poured them both some coffee.

Lenny started to eat as he watched his ex-wife sit down
across the table from him. They smiled at one another
as Jeanie took her first bit of her eggs. Lenny could
never really figure out why they divorced after sixteen
years.

They were going through a tuff time when both of them
last there jobs a couple years ago. Jeannie got a
temporary job working at a strip club as a bartender.
Even though Lenny trusted his wife, she came home at
four in the morning after helping clean up the club and
they would end up in many arguments about it.

Jeannie finally quit working at the club but the damage
was done. They had filed for divorce after months of
arguments and when it was all said and done realized
the possibility that they made a mistake.

They had talked about getting back together in recent
months. Lenny signed a stupid three year lease on his
condo and was only half way through it. Jeannie's
mother had passed away during the winter and she was
able to pay the mortgage off on the house with the
money she had inherited.

Jeannie spent her Saturday's reading and Lenny would
come over and cut the grass on Saturday mornings.
Sunday morning was there day for breakfast. Sometimes
they would eat out and others at home like this
morning.

"What did you read last night? Did you start on that
new thriller that Silvia gave you last week?"

Jeannie took another bit of her food as she starred at
her plate. She took her time to reply as she sipped her
coffee and sort of glanced at the wall as she said, "I
actually went to see a movie last night."

Lenny kept chewing as he watched Jeannie look
uncomfortable.

"Did you and Silva go and see that love story last
night?"

Jeannie kept eating as she hesitated giving her reply
to Lenny but finally answered as she picked with her
food.

"We went and saw that new action thriller about the mob
last night."

Lenny took another bit of his food as Jeannie got up to
get more coffee and poured some in Lenny's cup.

"I thought Silvia didn't like those blood and guts type
of movies?"

Jeannie had her back turned as she put the pot back on
its warmer." No. She doesn't I didn't go with Silvia
last night."

Lenny got curious as he said, "Who did you go with last
night? Was it Ruth?"

Jeannie was fiddling around the counter and turned
around and said, "Would you like another slice of
toast?"

"No. I'm ok with this one."

Jeannie pooped the toaster then quickly walked back to
the table and changed the subject.

"I'd wait until this evening to give Billie a call.
He's probably going to be sleeping most of the day
today."

Lenny finished his breakfast and sat drinking coffee as
he watched Jeannie finish eating.

"Was the movie any good last night?"

Jeannie tried to act like she didn't hear him and
replied, "What?"

"The movie you went and saw last night?"

"Oh. Yeah. It was good. I'd highly recommend it if you
like action."

The music to Jeannie's cell phone started to play as
she got up from the table. The phone was sitting out on
the counter as she walked over and picked it up.

Lenny listened.

"Hi. How are you this morning? I had a wonderful time
too!"

Lenny watched as Jeannie started to walk past him
while on the phone then disappeared out of the kitchen
to talk. Lenny could still faintly hear her
conversation.

"Lenny is here right now. We had our Sunday breakfast."

Lenny smiled as he took a sip of his coffee and kept
listening.

"You mean this afternoon? I never really thought about
it but that would be fine. What time will you pick me
up?"

That got Lenny's attention when he heard something
about someone picking up Jeannie.

"That'll be fine. I'll see you around five."

Jeannie walked back into the kitchen and put the phone
back on the counter. She walked over and got the coffee
pot and poured Lenny more coffee.

"Did you get enough to eat this morning?"

"Yes, I sure did. That was good. That will last me most
of the day."

Jeannie picked up the plates and put them in the sink
as Lenny sipped his coffee then decided to ask about
the phone call.

"Was that one of your friends calling?"

Jeannie started to run water on the breakfast plates as
she casually replied, "That was just a friend."

Lenny was sure dam curious to who was calling her this
morning. It sounded like they were planning on picking
her up this afternoon. Lenny came up with an idea how
he might find out who was calling her.

"How about taking a ride this morning over near the
pier? It's nice and sunny this morning and thought you
would like to get out for a while."

"I think I'll have to pass on that ride today, Lenny. I
have to clean the house and have a few things I have to
do later this afternoon."

Lenny looked disappointed as Jeannie turned and looked
at him.

"Aren't you supposed to play card over at Bill and
Sue's later this afternoon?"

"Yes but that's not to around five and thought we'd
have time for a short drive."

Jeannie wiped her hands dry and walked over to the
table and padded Lenny on the back.

"Maybe we'll take that ride a different day. I have to
get busy with the laundry. I've let it go all week
long."

Lenny sat finishing his cup of coffee and heard the
washer motor start and decided to leave her to her
house work. Lenny found Jeannie in the laundry room
pulling out clothes from the basket as he kissed her
goodbye.

Lenny walked along the pier listening to the seagulls
as he thought about Jeannie. It still felt strange not
sharing every moment with her on weekends as they once
did. They had been talking about getting remarried
these past few weeks.

Lenny saw another couple walk past him holding hands.
He felt really lonely that day and wished that Jeannie
would have come out with him.

Lenny arrived on time at Bill and Sue's house. Sue and
Jeannie had been friends for years and was the person
responsible for getting Jeannie her current job at her
office.

Sue's company actually shared the same high rise
building in town. Both companies' took up much of the
space in the twenty four floors of the building with
Lenny's company being on the upper floors.

Bill's sister usually showed up to play cards but got
busy that afternoon so Lenny decided to stay for a
while and talk to Sue.

"How is everything going down stairs? Have you spoken
to Jeannie this week?"

Sue was drinking vodka as she normally did on Sunday's.
Lenny knew she started talking more once she had a few
glasses of those behind her.

"Jeannie's been busy with her new boss these past
couple weeks. He's had her work through her normal
lunch our so we haven't had much time to talk
recently."

"Jeannie has a new boss? She hasn't spoken about him to
me. Is everything alright? Is he giving her some sort
of trouble or something?"

Sue sort of half smiled and laughed as she took another
sip of her vodka. She smiled and looked a little silly
at Lenny and replied, "I guess you could say he's
giving her something anyway but I'm not sure if its
trouble or what you would call it."

Lenny started to get curious to what she meant when
Bill cut her off saying." I really don't think we
should be talking about Jeannie and her boss with
Lenny."

Sue blurted out." I don't see anything wrong with Lenny
knowing what's going on at the office."

Bill corrected his wife." You don't know what's really
going on. You're only speculating and it's only gossip
or rumors that you hear."

Sue was taking another sip as she glanced at Lenny.
Lenny was more then curious to know what she was
talking about and said, "Is there something going on
that I should know about?"

Sue looked at her husband who didn't approve of her
spreading gossip but turned back at Lenny and said,
"Jeannie is doing fine, Lenny. She has a new boss and
everyone knows what he's been up to for the past couple
weeks. I just thought I'd warn you about it since you
both were talking about getting remarried."

Bill interrupted again saying." Why don't you make
Lenny some coffee b before he leaves?"

Sue got up and smiled as she left the room.

"I'm, really sorry about Sue. She gets a little goofy
once she has a few of those."

Lenny cracked a smile as he replied, "I understand. I
just hope everything is alright with Jeannie."

Bill replied, "Everything is fine with her. Don't worry
about any of that office gossip Sue is talking about.
They have nothing better to do there in their free time
but to start rumors."

Sue came back a few minutes later holding a cup and
gave it to Lenny.

"You do take your coffee black?"

Lenny smiled and replied, "Black is fine!"

Sue started to giggle as she took another sip of the
vodka. She smiled as she looked over at Lenny and
muttered." Jeannie likes it black too!"


Lenny was tired. He spent the later part of the evening
guessing what Sue was talking about that was going on
at their office. He'd just taken a shower and was still
naked as he opened the drawer and took out one of the
DVD's that was stacked in the corner.

He placed the disk inside the player and got
comfortable on the bed as he fluffed up the pillow next
to the headboard. The picture came on and it cut right
into Jeannie standing in their bedroom next to the
stripper's pole he had installed.

Jeannie was naked except for a tiny thong as the music
started and Jeannie began to grind her hips. Lenny
watched as she made all the moves with her body as she
rotated her hips making her ass sway to the song.

He watched as she grabbed hold of the pole and swung
around until she finally turned to face the camera and
stuck her tongue out and licked the pole. She was
absolutely gorgeous. Lenny watched as her breasts
giggled each time she moved around the pole.

She was rubbing her crotch now and looking at the
camera. She was motioning with her finger for Lenny to
zoom in on her pussy. The camera zoomed in and Lenny
remembered that evening as Jeannie lowered the thong
exposing her neatly trimmed pussy mound for the camera.

She had it cut in a V shape and had the hair trimmed
back short. It was so sexy looking as Lenny wondered if
it were still trimmed the same way.

How long had it been since he last saw her pussy? Was
it fifteen months maybe? Maybe it was longer!

Lenny stroked his cock as he watched his wife lower the
thong down her hips and gave her ass a gentle wiggle as
the tiny thong hit the floor. Lenny watched the screen
as Jeannie parted her pussy lips with her finger then
licked the tip before she continued to dance.

Lenny kept stroking his cock as Jeannie danced around
the pole. She had her back turned toward the camera and
was slowly swaying to the beat of the music as her hips
swayed.

Jeannie ass moved in circular motions as her body
lowered to the floor. She was pretending to bounce on
an imaginary cock as she moved her ass up and down near
the floor as she held onto the pole.

She stretched her arms way up on the pole and pushed
her ass out toward the camera. Lenny saw her large
diamond ring glistening in the room light. She still
wore it everyday to his knowledge so men wouldn't hit
on her.

He faintly tried to recall back to that morning and
couldn't remember seeing Jeannie wearing her wedding
ring. His eyes focused back to the screen as he watched
Jeannie fucking the pole.

She had her legs wrapped around it and was pretending
she was riding a cock. He stroked his cock as he
watched his wife move on the pole. The video soon ended
as Jeannie walked toward the camera.

Lenny clicked the remote as he remembered how she
climbed on top of his cock after turning off the video
camera. They fucked for hours that night as he recalled
while stroking his cock.

Lenny glanced at the phone on the night stand and had
an idea. Maybe it was a long shot but he decided to
give Jeannie a call. Maybe she would come over and they
could make love. Perhaps this would be the night to
rekindle their marriage and relationship.

Lenny dialed her cell phone number and put the phone up
to his ear as he stroked his cock. He didn't want to
cum just yet for the possibility that Jeannie would
drive over and take care of it for him.

The phone was ringing. Lenny heard the forth ring then
the answering message came on. It was Jeannie's voice
telling him to leave a message. Lenny didn't leave any
message.

Lenny put the phone back down and stroked his cock. He
glanced over at the time. It was after ten and perhaps
she was in bed reading. Lenny kept moving his hand on
his cock feeling his balls churning.

Lenny glanced at the phone again. Maybe Jeannie would
answer the house phone if she were reading in bed.
Perhaps the cell phone was in the kitchen where she
left it. Lenny picked up the phone and dialed that
number.

Lenny was getting impatient as he heard the forth ring
then the fifth and was about to hang up when he heard
Jeannie's voice.

"Hello?"

Lenny could hear music playing in the back ground as he
replied, "It's me, Jeannie. I was just calling to see
what you were doing."

"Wait.... Take it back out for a minute!"

"Did you say something Jeannie?"

"No. I was just talking to myself. What did you want
this late?"

"Are you alright? Did I call at a bad time?"

"No. Wait a moment while I turn off this music."

Lenny could hear Jeannie moving around on the bed then
the music went silent. Lenny could hear Jeannie
breathing into the phone then the sound of her moving
on the bed again.

"That's it...."

"Jeannie?"

"I'm sorry, Lenny. I must have been talking to myself.
Did you need something?"

"I was just calling to see what you were doing this
evening."

Lenny thought he heard a grunt or a moan." Jeannie?
Are you ok there?"

"I'm fine, Lenny. I must have bumped my toe on the bed.
It's late, Lenny. Can this wait until tomorrow?"

"I was just calling to see if you'd be interested in
coming over tonight."

Lenny was waiting for a reply and thought he heard
Jeannie whispering. Then he heard her moan and yelp in
a high pitch.

"Jeannie?"

"I'm sorry Lenny. It's late and I'm sort of tired. Can
we talk tomorrow after work?"

"That would be fine. Maybe I'll stop in your office and
see you at lunch."

"OK. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Take care of that toe, Jeannie and try not to hit it
again."

Lenny listened as he heard Jeannie put the phone down
in its cradle. This wasn't exactly how he wanted this
phone conversation to end but he had to admit that it
wasn't planned.

Maybe he'd have better luck coming right out with it
and ask Jeannie if he could move back into the house.
Whatever it was she appeared to be preoccupied tonight.
She may have gotten home late from the movies the night
before with her friends and was tired.

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Sunday, Sunday. After the pain had slightly subsided, I began to enjoy the feeling of him taking me. We had struggled for over a month to get to this point of no return, each evening we would lay together and try. For me, the pain was always too much to bear, but mostly I was scared of letting myself be hurt. Over the weeks we had tried quite a few techniques to eventually get to this point, one was him spitting onto his fingers and slowly rubbing his it against my hole, fingering me...

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A Football Sunday

Copyright © 1994 By Roxanne L. Green I grew up with Ray, but he'd gone to a private school so I didn't know him very well. That was a situation I'd recently resolved to change, but hadn't had much success. I was surprised when he invited me to a Sunday bar-b-que and football watching party. I quickly accepted his invitation. We were to gather around 10 am, for the first game. The bar-b-que would be during half-time of the early game. Then we'd all sit around and talk and snack...

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Six Times A DayPart 40 Lazy Sunday

Alan awoke Sunday morning and immediately decided that all he wanted to do was go back to sleep. The Plummer family didn't always go to church, at least not all of them together, but at dinner the night before Susan had mentioned that she wanted them to go this week. He hit the snooze button on his alarm clock once, and then did it again. As he lay half asleep and contemplated snoozing for a third time, Susan came in dressed in her church clothes. "Wake up, sleepyhead," she said in a...

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Breakfast at McDonalds

Paul was sitting in his usual spot at his usual McDonald's, reading the Morning News and eating his usual breakfast - a Sausage McMuffin with Egg, hash browns, two milks, and a large coffee that he would take with him to school. Paul was thirty-nine - still ten years away from middle age, he told himself - and alone. His brief marriage, to a sweet and lovely woman who turned into a cast-iron bitch before the wedding cake was stale, was far behind him. He had had a few involvements since, but...

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Naked in School TyshalaSunday

Brian wasn't next to me when I woke up Sunday morning. I could just barely hear his voice. " ... because I don't want to wake her. Because I want to be here when she wakes up. Look ... look ... Mom! Can we talk later? I won't. I promise, I won't. I'll see you there. I promise. Yes, Mom. Yeah, you too." I tried not to open my eyes visibly to see where he was but he wasn't on the side of the room I could see without moving. I heard the phone click shut and shut my eyes tightly. I heard...

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One Fun Sunday

I crave cock all the time. I need to be filled and pumped with hot sticky sweet cum. I need a guy to call me nasty dirty names like “dirty little slut”. It drives me with an uncontrollable lust. And sadly I haven’t found my perfect sex god yet... until now that is. I met him online. Todd, even the name makes me wet. He’s much older than me but 11 years (and if you do the math, he’s 27). This just turns me on more. I love my guys older. We play online all the time, and just by that I knew he...

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Perfect Sunday

Sunday mornings in the apartment I share with Ebony are always lazy and relaxed. I was up and around first making some coffee when Ebony’s bedroom door opened and she emerged, yawning and rubbing her eyes. “Hi Candy, what time is it?” she asked. “Almost eleven fifteen,” I replied ”Jesus,” “how did I manage to sleep so long?” The sight of Ebony’s silky body sent a little tingle through me. Her curvy figure was more or less identical to mine with plump firm breasts and a clean-shaven pussy but in...

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Perfect Sunday

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There is always another train Part Four Sunday

SundayIt was late when we woke on Sunday. Sun flooded into the room as I pulled back the curtains.Chantel was staring at me, resting her head on her hand.“Good morning baby. Well after all that exertion, we need some R and R. I know just the place. The beach,” she enthused.We showered, and I went to put my costume on under my clothes, I always hated changing on the beach.“No panties… remember?” she stated.“But it’s a costume…” I replied.“No panties… I want access to you at all times.”I relented...

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The perfect lazy sunday

It all starts with a very long and hard work week for me and my girl. We both had been working doubles trying to get some overtime while it was available. Now usually we would at least have sex if not forplay pretty much every night. We both had very high sex drives and loved pleasing each other. So you could imagine the sexual frustration and build up we both had. The week finally ended and it was Saturday evening and we were getting ready to finally relax and go to bed. Really exhausted we...

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Perfect Sunday

Sunday mornings in the apartment I share with Ebony are always lazy and relaxed. I was up and around first making some coffee when Ebony’s bedroom door opened and she emerged, yawning and rubbing her eyes. “Hi Candy, what time is it?” she asked. “Almost eleven fifteen,” I replied ”Jesus,” “how did I manage to sleep so long?” The sight of Ebony’s silky body sent a little tingle through me. Her curvy figure was more or less identical to mine with plump firm breasts and a clean-shaven pussy but in...

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Yankee Swap Chapter 11 Sunday

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A Lazy Sunday

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Erotic Sunday

Hi friends I am Mr.x from deep down in south Tamilnadu….I am back with another new story…enjoyhere I go again. This an interesting story.I am Vinu. I am from a very rich family. My father, Vikram is a big business man and mother, Rekha is a housewife. My dad is 40 years old now and mother 36. Theirs was a love marriage. Happened when mom was only 16 and in an year she delivered me. So now I am 20. This is my family and we lived in a big mansion in the city.Dad will be busy all day and mom used...

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Lucky Sunday

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PAULINE MAKES THREE ON SUNDAY

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Tunnel of LoveChapter 3 Mikes Sunday

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How High a Price A Long EndingChapter 2 Sunday

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Jared and Amanda Naked in SchoolPart 10 Sunday

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Beth 1Chapter 4 Sunday

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Home StudiesDay 12 Sunday

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A Lazy Sunday

It was another lazy Sunday morning. We had both woken up earlier, cuddled close, and then fell into a dreamy sleep. When I awoke again, I was spooning her, my hand on her breast, my growing cock wedged firmly against her ass. Now that the kids had grown and moved out, this kind of lazy weekend lovemaking had become something of a ritual. As I pulled her closer, I reminded myself just how lucky we were. Many married couples lost their passion after only a few short years of marriage, yet after...

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Breakfast at McDonalds

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Breakfast In Bed

My younger brother, by two years, is certainly keen and it’s fair to say that over the last few days I have been well and truly pampered. Breakfast in bed once more; the fifth time this week, muesli, banana and a glass of orange juice on a tray. This morning, I sat up in bed and diced the banana into the muesli, I took one spoonful and grinned at the dish.“Something’s missing?” I told him as I winked in his direction.The grin on his face was priceless as I waited coyly for the fourth...

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Breakfast In Bed

You are cuddled under the covers as I sneak out of the bed. I start the coffee and begin to start to fulfill the promise of serving you breakfast in bed. I start to look for what I want to serve you for breakfast. I open the refrigerator to see what there is, I pull out a couple of eggs and some milk to make some waffles. I will need some fruit to go with it and I see the fresh strawberries and decide that sounds pretty good, and take the bowl with them out and see the whip cream and take that...

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Breakfast Sausage

The morning rose bright and unseasonably warm. The sun shone through the thin gossamer curtains in our small cheap hotel room in dusty yellow beams. The light puddled cheerfully on the cotton blanket as if a friendly specter lay there with us to to absorb the weariness of yesterday's travel. Miguel rolled on top of me and squinted down into my eyes. "Mmmmm my sweet, Belle, I will eat you for breakfast."I groaned sleepily and rolled my head to face him. "Morning... It looks like a nice day....

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Breakfast on Sunday chapter 1

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Breakfast In Bed

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Breakfast in bed

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Breakfast Club Chapters 1 and 2

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Breakfast in Bed

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Breakfast On Sunday edited to include a cumplemen

DISCLAIMEROriginal Story credit goes to Ms Karen Kay.Characters Created by Karen Kaythe following work includes a fan edit ending to complement where she left off.we hope she comes back somtime and hope her site is re-launched. we miss you Karen Kay!!!!!********************************************************************************************************************************************************Breakfast on Sunday Ch. 01byKarenkay©Lenny stroked his cock as he watched his wife suck his...

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The Devils Pact Side Story Rachels Honeymoon Part 4Sunday

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Forbidden Dream Part 1 A Rainy Sunday

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My openSunday

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WednesdaysChapter 14 Sunday

Toni drove out the Diagonal Highway in the Sunday sunshine; few cars on the road, the still-green wild grasses swaying on the fields. At the turnoff for Niwot, she bumped over the tracks and drove through the sleepy village to Ned's house. When she turned into the drive, the garage door swung up; the space next to Ned's car was empty. Toni chuckled and drove in, the door beginning to swing down behind her. When she stepped out of the car, Ned was standing in the doorway in t-shirt and...

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NIS Pieces of SamChapter 5 Sunday

"Ummm ... Hmmphhh ... Ohhhh..." I woke up to the sound of my mom moaning loudly above the muffled squeaking of her bed. It took me a couple seconds of blinking and looking around in the dark, and I was momentarily confused because I could have sworn Angie was with me. We'd been naked and I'd been on top of her again, like I'd been after Mom had left for work, except this time I'd been touching her pussy with mine. I mean, like on the inside, you know? My pussy had been inside hers...

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