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She was hot, the girl of my dreams, and all she was thinking about was using her talented oral skills to please me, to drive me crazy and make me cum. She knows taking me deep into her throat while squeezing my balls will bring me to the edge, to that point of no return.  I'm lost in sensations threatening to overwhelm me.  

Beep, Beep, Beep!

I stretch and hit the alarm off button as I awaken with a morning hard-on. I remember dreaming, something erotic, but I can't remember much about it. However, my "stiffness meter" indicates it might have been pretty good. Rolling out of bed, I awkwardly pull on my underwear and stumble to the shared bathroom to pee and shower. I'll be at work in forty minutes prepping to prepare breakfast for sixty-plus overnight guests. 

Even if the pay isn't great and the early hours suck, at twenty-two, I'm lucky to have this job as number three line chef at one of northern Vermont's premier historic Inns. Twenty-one other people also work at the restaurant, the majority of which are seasonal hires, with over half of those being female.

If we want it, seasonal employees can have a room on the top two floors of an Inn-owned dorm located nearby.  It's that, or else you must find other accommodations on your own.  While the dorm rooms are small, sparsely furnished, and share a bathroom on each floor, they are free. It wasn't a hard choice to live in the dorm.

Restaurant work can be hard with long hours, and most of us are also living in close quarters of the dorm, so friendships develop quickly in this intimate environment.  And sex, either as a topic for discussion or as an activity, is never far from anyone's mind.

On that matter, my interests have focused on two female coworkers. There's a connection with one girl, but I'm also confused by her, and the other girl, if I'm honest, is certainly more about my state of perpetual horniness than any romantic interest.

For a while, I've chatted up Linda, a blondish twenty-year-old. She's friendly, talkative, and has a quick smile. Her looks and body make her a cheerleader fantasy for most guys. We've spent a considerable amount of time together talking but, it's become clear she's still in love with an on-and-off-again ex-boyfriend that is at the moment off again. It is also evident all other guys are in her friends-only group until she finds closure.

One evening, when I'm fed up hearing all about Mr. X, I tell her he is a stupid fuck, and she's a fool if she doesn't recognize that. 

We've hardly spoken since I made that keen observation known to her.  Honesty sometimes has a price.

The other girl, the confusing one, is Cindy. She's twenty-one, has short dark hair, green eyes, flawless skin, and on occasion, a wonderful smile. Sadly, she seldom seems to smile. She stands five feet four inches tall with a lean, athletic body, narrow hips, flat waist and petite breast. But, In a thin cotton t-shirt on a cold day, her nipples are pretty damn outstanding!  Yes, I've noticed!  

Cindy is not shy in speaking her mind but is somewhat in your face, even angry at times for no apparent reason. That's what confuses me. I don't know why or who she's mad at, and if asked, she replies, "It's nothing!"

I'm attracted to Cindy, but I'm uncertain of what to make of her personality's edgy and angry side. So, I've remained a little cool and distant when we talk or are together.  

But I have to admit I find her adorable, and I always notice her when she's around.

One evening, after a hard workday, we "dorm rats" are hanging out on the stairway, doing our best to kill a case of cold beer. There's music playing, pizza to share and lots of talking and laughter. At times some are dancing to their favorite tunes on the landing. It's a relaxing evening for everyone.

Before the event winds down, I noticed Cindy on the landing swaying to the music and starting to dance. Surprisingly, she begins a slow expressive modern free dance, beautifully performed with flowing, hypnotic moves. 

I can't look away as Cindy's lithe body contorts to the musical rhythm. Her motion expresses the mood of the music perfectly as her bare feet float across the floor. There's a small smile as she pauses for a moment to gather and tie her loose shirt under her small breasts, exposing a flat and toned mid-drift. A small white gold ring is in her pierced belly button above tight light-weight dark grey leggings riding low on narrow hips. She again dances as my eyes follow her every move, and I memorize every detail. 

I've not seen this side of Cindy before, and I find myself reevaluating every previous thought I've had of her.

The music fades to silence, and I manage to turn away long enough to wish good-night to the last of our group retiring to their rooms. As they depart, I see in their eyes and knowing smiles they understand and approve of whatever is happening between Cindy and me.

Cindy moves to a spot just in front of where I'm seated on the bottom steps as the music begins again. It is just the two of us now. Cindy gracefully sways to the music, then pivots with her back to me as she slowly begins to bend at the waist. Her hands move to her ankles, stretching her leggings tightly across her firm ass. While continuing to sway slightly, she slowly brings both hands up the insides of her thighs before meeting to caress between her legs.

Only inches from my face, the thin legging material leaves little to my imagination. There's no trace of underwear beneath, and I catch an enticing scent of sexual arousal from a noticeable small damp spot where her hands are playing. I take a deep intoxicating breath as my cock begins to harden.

Hearing Cindy's giggle, I flush as I realize she has me exactly where she wants me, totally flustered and aroused. She stands slowly and turns, facing me, inching forward until only the thin material of her leggings separates her mound from my face. Directing my eyes upwards to look into her own, she whispers, "Can we go somewhere more private?"

I am beyond my earlier uncertainties and reservations about Cindy. Hell, I'm beyond caring or even thinking clearly as I rearranged my hard cock and stand, taking her hand.

Our desires spill over into deep passionate kisses as my room door closes behind us.  We cling to each other momentarily until Cindy, with some effort, breaks our kiss and pushes me to a sitting position on the edge of my bed.

"Now, where were we," she grins while unbuttoning and dropping her shirt, revealing petite breasts with lovely pointed nipples as she turns her back to me. With her feet slightly apart, she again doubles over but doesn't reach for her ankles this time. Instead, she hooks her thumbs in the waist of her leggings and slips them down, ever so slowly, revealing a lovely ass and bare pouting pussy.  

"You're quite the tease aren't you?" I ask while trying to keep my voice steady as my heartbeat pounds in my head.

"Not often, but you can take it beyond being just a tease anytime you want," Cindy responds nervously.

Taking that as permission, I swiftly help finish removing her leggings and gently run my hands up the outside of silky legs to caress and knead beautiful smooth ass checks.

"So lovely," I whisper to myself while leaning forward until my lips and tongue gently kiss her exposed glistening pussy.  I hear a slight gasp and the release of a held breath from Cindy as the sweet nectar gathered by my tongue inflames my needful lust to continue exploring the wet secrets of her delightful sex. 

"Now who's teasing?" Cindy moans as she shifts her weight ever so slightly from side to side.

"Not teasing, I fully intend to follow through. But I'm taking my time to relish you," I respond.

I use my hands to gently expose Cindy's anal rosebud as my tongue traces a wet path from her pussy to lick and probe said rosebud.

A deeper moan escapes Cindy's throat as she pushes back to intensify the probing sensations. I ease a finger into the smooth tunnel of her wet pussy and begin a slow fucking motion, softly rubbing across her clit with my thumb on each stroke. I match the intensity of my efforts to her body's corresponding responses.

"Yes, I'm almost there. My legs feel weak, but don't you dare stop," Cindy's near breathless voice exclaims.

Sliding silently off the edge of the bed, I brace myself in a kneeling position behind Cindy, wrapping a supporting arm loosely around the top of her thighs.

A moment later, I feel Cindy's knees go soft as her body tenses. "Ohhhh fuccckkk yessssssssss. I'm cumming!" She loudly gasps as a climax overtakes her.

I hug Cindy tightly, and as I feel her weight shifting to me, I lift her across my bed, where she lays upon her stomach, my hand gently stroking her back until her spasms fade.

Cindy raises her head when awareness returns and says in a breaking voice, "I need you to fuck me."  She then lifts her hips to a kneeling position while arching her back with her face down and ass up, out and over the bed's edge. 

I quickly stand and strip, my cock springing out unbearably, almost painfully, hard. Inching forward, the head of my cock parts the glistening wet lips of Cindy's waiting pussy. She clenches as I move my cock sightly up and down just within her lips, randomly brushing against her clit. Reaching back through her legs, Cindy grasps and aligns my cock with her entrance.

"Fuck me now, hard!" she demands.

I wait only seconds before sinking my cock slowly and entirely into her tight hot channel. I feel her pussy resisting and then molding itself around my member ever so tightly, causing me to utter, "Oh, damn, you feel so good."

Only, "Yessssss," accompanied by a soft whimper, escapes her lips.

Adjusting to her tight heat, I begin to fuck her in earnest. In and out slowly, then building speed. She tenses at first but soon relaxes as she starts moving in time with me. Driving forward, Cindy pushes firmly back, absorbing our impact before slipping away, eager to repeat.

I felt like an animal in heat, with my mind lost in a zone where fucking her is the only essence of my existence. My arms and hands tightly gripping her hips, my cock pistoning in and out, as the naughty sound, "flap, flap, flap, flap," of our bodies echo in my ears in time to our steady rhythm.

My balls slap against Cindy's clit with each hard impact as she mutters muffled sounds, cries, and perhaps partial words. Her hands repeatedly shift between tightly gripping sheets, pinching harden nipples and reaching back to rub herself or touch my balls. In that very moment, we're both slaves to our pleasure and pain, with little difference between the two.

I feel my release nearing as Cindy's velvety tightness propels me past a point of no return. In preparation, my pace slows slightly but becomes even more deliberate, desperate, and intense.

Cindy discerns that change as the approaching finale, telling me, "Cum in me!"  We'd briefly spoken earlier about protection and birth control, so there is no hesitation in fulfilling her request.

"Yessss," I tightly but loudly cry, and with a needful groan and one last desperate stroke, my hot cum erupts deeply within her. My body tenses and jerks repeatedly as my eyes squeeze tightly shut; time seems to stand still while my orgasm jolts me.

In those exact moments, a cry escapes Cindy's lips as she rides her own orgasmic waves. I feel them rippling through her marvelous pussy, adding to my pleasure.  

Some minutes later, when our climaxes have ceased, my fingertips trail gently down Cindy's lower back as I slowly extract my softening cock from her. Thick rivulets of translucent cum follow and begin trickling down her inner thighs as she shivers from the sensations.   

Cindy collapses forward across the bed, and I carefully move to lay beside and along her back. Our skin glistens from our efforts, and there is a pleasing salty taste as I kiss her shoulder, back and neck. Pulling her close, I feel a need to express my awe, "That was incredible. You were incredible."

"Yes, it was beyond incredible," she responds, pushing back into me.

We lay for some time, silent and satisfied.  

"I've been wanting that to happen since we first met but it is far better than I ever imagined," Cindy softly says as she turns and rolls into my arms. 

My face betrays some uncertainty as I respond, "But you were often angry and confrontational when we spoke. I didn't know what that meant or how to handle it and you wouldn't tell me, so I've kept my distance."

There's a glimmer of tears in Cindy's eyes, and I know whatever she is dealing with is painful for her, so I wait.  

Finally, speaking so softly, I strain to hear, she says, "I know I'm not beautiful like some girls, and I don't have breasts and curves. I don't dress like them, act like them, or enjoy a lot of girly things. So, often guys treat me like a buddy, not a woman. It can hurt, and sometimes I'm sad and angry at nothing because of it. I guess I act out because I don't know what else to do.

"I liked you a lot and I didn't want you to think of me as a buddy, even as one with benefits. But I didn't know how to keep that from happening. You can't imagine how difficult it was for me to do what I did on the stairs tonight - to put myself out there hoping you wouldn't reject me."

Stunned, it takes a few moments to corral my swirling emotions and thoughts before I can respond. "Cindy, no, you're not other girls. You're unique and amazing in your own right. As you should realize now, I don't think of you as a buddy, I never have, and I never could. I think you're a beautiful woman, and I feel lucky to be with you. I want us to spend more time together and I hope you feel the same way."

"Yes, I'd like that," Cindy says, giving me a soft kiss before continuing, "I know you have work in a few hours so I guess I should go back to my room so you can rest."

My breath catches as I see her delightful nude body starting to crawl off my bed. Reaching to her, I grab her arm and pull her firmly back to me.

With a kiss and a devilish grin, I say, "Stay with me until we have to get ready. I don't care if I'm tired at work as long as it's for a good reason and you're the best reason I can think of."

 

Epilogue—

Beep, Beep!

I quickly hit the alarm off button before quietly turning to confirm Cindy's still asleep. It will be a wonderful day, and I look forward to springing the surprises I've arranged for her. I don't think she's expecting anything special, but I always enjoy exceeding her expectations, especially since it's our fortieth wedding anniversary.  It's hard to believe it's been almost forty-five wonderful years since we first met in Vermont, and she became the love of my life.  I often think back to that day and still marvel at how lucky I am.

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Part one https://xhamster.com/stories/confessions-of-a-photographer-55770Part Two https://xhamster.com/stories/confessions-of-a-photographer-part-2-56377Part Three  https://xhamster.com/stories/confessions-of-a-photographer-part-three-906359(Please note the people mentioned in these stories are fictional and bare no relationship to people either alive or dead. These stories contain explicit sexual descriptions and are aimed at the over 18’s)The initial buzz of seeing my name printed at the...

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CONFESSIONS PT 1

CONFESSIONS PT 1These are confessions and stories people have sent me and some have their name but others are anonymous. Do you have a confession of something you did, or something you'd like to do? Private Message it to me and I'll post it. Don't worry about spelling, grammar, etc.======CONFESSION 1BY ANONWhen I was in the Army I had a buddy who was living with a Korean woman while her husband was overseas for a year or so. The woman had a daughter about 7 y/o and a son around 9. My friend...

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CONFESSIONS PT 7

CONFESSIONS PT 7These are confessions and stories people have sent me.Do you have a confession of something you did, or something you'd like to do?Private Message it to me and I'll post it. Don't worry about spelling, grammar, etc.======CONFESSION COMPILATION OF SHORT REPLIES I'VE RECEIVED FROM VARIOUS READERS======I love reading the confessions you have posted. Like most of the confessions I to started sniffing dirty panties as a young teenager I started with my mothers and sisters and then...

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Confession of a frustrated husband1

Nothing. Not even a “I’m a bit horny so let’s watch some porn and masturbate together”. Nothing. I rub her back, I kiss her shoulders, I try everything to get her warmed up, but she’s like a stubborn diesel engine. There’s nothing if she does not feel like it. Hi, I’m Larry. I was born in a little town in the Deep South of South Africa, in the Karoo. I grew up on a farm, but very early in my life realised that I had to get away from the farm. After school, I moved to the city and studied...

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CONFESSION

Confession By Blueheatt __I hooked up with new girlfriend Ava. She was a professional licensed sex therapist. As time went by she told me how these women just need to get things off their mind and then she can get to any problems after that. I said: I bet you have a lot of stories you could tell. She said she couldnt tell any of them because of legal confidentiality rules, like a priest will never reveal anything said in a confessional. No law can force him to. I like to write porn stories,...

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Confession 1 Kiara

I don’t remember being touched. I don’t remember being fondled. I don’t recall being ****d. I do recall having what a Psychologist might call an unhealthy interest in sex. It all started with my best friend Steven and I showing each other our dinky little dicks when we were young That lit a fire in my curiosity and, allow me to say it, pure perversion. Where it led from there was countless sexual encounters with countless other c***dren. The one that stands out the most is the time that I ****d...

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Confession 1 Kiara

I don’t remember being touched. I don’t remember being fondled. I don’t recall being ****d. I do recall having what a Psychologist might call an unhealthy interest in sex. It all started with my best friend Steven and I showing each other our dinky little dicks when we were no more than 6 years old. That lit a fire in my curiosity and, allow me to say it, pure perversion. Where it led from there was countless sexual encounters with countless other c***dren. The one that stands out the most is...

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Confession of a cum eating slut

I do love sucking cock and because I do love doing it so much most guys tell me I am very good at it. And I do love hearing that! I try to adjust what I am doing to a guys cock depending on how he reacts to what I am doing or if he is into telling me what to do to please him. Slow, fast, deep, just suck on the head, change things up, whatever it takes to pleasure him. So I can to get him into shooting his hot tasty load into my mouth. The reward for doing a good job is getting the load, but I...

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Confession Friends Wife

Confession. So I was inviting home with my friend from the Air force. We were both on leave and I had no plans for the weekend. We traveled back to his town and we went straight to the local for a couple of beers.After an hour or 2 we finally made it back to his house where his wife had prepared a meal for us. It was the first time I had met her; she was a little older than us and very homily. We ate the meal and started on a bottle of wine. The drinking went well into the night all 3 of us...

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CONFESSION

THE CONFESSION If I had to describe myself or the life that I have lived up until this point I would say that I have known the pleasure of the flesh to be the greatest part of my life. Some might say that I have been damaged by my up bring, but how can having the complete love and devotion of two loving parents be wrong? Yes the title of my story is correct, I am an i****t whore; having fucked nearly forty members of my family, watch includes my mother and father, my two brothers and four...

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Confession Of A Sextress 8211 Part 33

While she was asleep, I laid behind her and hugged her from behind. I heard her smiling. I said, – Well, if this troubles you, I will stay away – She turned her head to me and said, – nah, it is alright, qamar. I love the way you show me your love – She turned around and fell asleep. I hugged her from behind and laid by her. Later, she woke up. We had some food and she was ready to narrate to me the rest of the story. – hugging me tightly, he went below the shower and we started making out....

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Confession Of A Sextress 8211 Part 29

This was my next mail for qamar : Qamar, after publishing this article, I wanna meet you. On a separate email, I will send you the address where you can come and meet me. Then, I wanna make a request for you. I hope you will not refuse it. Now I will explain to you the case which I took maximum number of cocks at once into my pussy. It was four! Yeah, I took four cocks at the same time. Lemme state the case. This was not a movie. One day, I was traveling from the place of Mr Thomas to my...

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confession of mizuki

Confession of Mizuki the absolutely obedient Japanese wifeMy name is Mizuki Pherson. I had been married to my husband Robert Pherson as his absolutely obedient slave wife for nearly ten years and I have just been recently divorced.All my life I have been a very submissive and obedient Japanese woman. When I was a little girl, I lived in the Japanese countryside, and my father hit me and my sister often to maintain discipline and we had to take care of our male siblings such as bathing my...

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Confession of a Lesbian Lover

Confession of a Lesbian Lover: This story is a hostel life narration. What happens is even the lesbians are true and have an unforgiving love between them sometimes they face a problem. Only a hand full of the lesbian openly end up in a gay wedding most of them even if they enjoy and seriously in love due to non ripening of the lesbian love in India they get separated. Mostly due to the Indian culture and conservative style of system many of the couples are separated, a very few groups exists...

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Confession 1 Kiara

I don’t remember being touched. I don’t remember being fondled. I don’t recall being raped. I do recall having what a Psychologist might call an unhealthy interest in sex. It all started with my best friend Steven and I showing each other our dinky little dicks when we were young That lit a fire in my curiosity and, allow me to say it, pure perversion. Where it led from there was countless sexual encounters with countless other children. The one that stands out the most is the time that I...

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Confession 2

Let's be honest, when you have a pussy that craves wetness and a husband who loves your pussy full of another mans cum, you never know how a night out away from kids will turn out.… Let's be honest, when you have a pussy that craves wetness and a husband who loves your pussy full of another mans cum, you never know how a night out away from kids will turn out. Well here is another Wet Pussy Confession. I was wanting to change things up and take Sean (my husband) out with me for some extra...

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Confessions of a Photographer Part Three

Part One https://xhamster.com/stories/confessions-of-a-photographer-55770Part Two https://xhamster.com/stories/confessions-of-a-photographer-part-2-56377(Please note the people mentioned in these stories are fictional and bare no relationship to people either alive or dead. These stories contain explicit sexual descriptions and are aimed at the over 18’s)Most days were the same though my learning curve was fast and within a few months I was able to set up the studios for the different types of...

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CONFESSIONS PT 9

CONFESSIONS PART 9======Yes, I do sometimes wear panties in public. I remember the first time. I wore a pair to school one day obviously I picked a day when we didn’t have gym class! I remember the thrill of it and the fear of being caught. I think I must have had a hard on all day! Now, to be honest, I wear them most of the time because I still love the softness and lightness of the material. Just plain black simple cotton ones - I must have a couple of dozen pairs. Sometime I do wear guy...

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CONFESSIONS PT 6

CONFESSIONS PT 6These are confessions and stories people have sent me.Do you have a confession of something you did, or something you'd like to do?Private Message it to me and I'll post it. Don't worry about spelling, grammar, etc.======CONFESSION COMPILATION OF SHORT REPLIES I'VE RECIEVED FROM VARIOUS READERS======nice i had an older 20 something girl at work that would change in the girls bathroom but at the end of the day i was the last one out and went in the bathroom to see what goodies i...

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CONFESSIONS PT 2

CONFESSIONS Pt 2These are confessions and stories people have sent me and some have their name but others are anonymous. Do you have a confession of something you did, or something you'd like to do?Private Message it to me and I'll post it. Don't worry about spelling, grammar, etc.======CONFESSION 14BY ANONok, here's my confession. As like all rest of my fellow pervs, I started liking panties at a very young age, at 11 I started jacking off to my sisiters panties and then my moms. How I loved...

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CONFESSIONS PT 3

CONFESSIONS PT 3These are confessions and stories people have sent me.Do you have a confession of something you did, or something you'd like to do?Private Message it to me and I'll post it. Don't worry about spelling, grammar, etc.======CONFESSION 31I was a spy that worked for peanuts. Literly. I was in first or second grade and shared a bedroom with my brother, Frank, who was in 6th grade. One night I saw him going up and down on his hard thingy while smelling our older sisters Panties and he...

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Confessions 5 Alessandra fools Father Peter

Father Peter of St. Johns Cathedral in Duketown has a fame for tolerance of sexual sinsHis virtual girlfriends from the net flock from everywhere to do their Confessions at himAlessandra is a local girl, attending mass at Sundays sometimes, when I lead the ceremonyAlessandra prefers private talks though, sometimes she gets a bit too friendly with FatherAlessandra plays a great girlish game with her beloved spiritual Father PeterAlessandra has confessed earlier at me, always being very honest,...

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CONFESSIONS PT 4

CONFESSIONS PT 4These are confessions and stories people have sent me.Do you have a confession of something you did, or something you'd like to do?Private Message it to me and I'll post it. Don't worry about spelling, grammar, etc.======CONFESSION COMPILATION OF SHORT REPLIES I'VE RECIEVED FROM VARIOUS READERSThat's hot use to sniff panty when youg stared with his moms. Cotton brief always nice thick pubes loved suckingon them use to get so hard watchin him sniff his moms then we use to use his...

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Confessions 0 Maria 1

I meet Maria in here the net - she is still a shy virgin - we write a lot She takes her first steps along the long the road of learning to love sexShe hesitates between the Catholic ethics from her recent Convent schoolAnd the nice needs of her hot body as she sinfully plays her pretty pussyShe seeks my advise in all these delicate matters - so we write much more Peter plays her Spriritual Father for her hot Holy ConfessionsAs she no longer trusts the lustful questions of her parish priestshe...

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Confessions of a Cum Slut Pt 610

Hi, if we haven’t met yet, my name is Cindy; I’m a cocksucking, dick-riding, pussy-eating, ass-fucking cum slut. And these are my confessions. My very first orgasm, and the half-dozen that followed, I climaxed while a cock spurted hot cum in my mouth and I fingered myself. The next 20 or 30 times I came, I was squatting in a glory hole, again with a series of cocks in my mouth, leaking precum or shooting a load down my throat while I fingered myself. In college, I lived in a dorm with a...

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Confessions of a Loving Mother

I watched my mother looking through the window.She was in the kitchen washing the dishes on a weekend morning. She's a lawyer. Her schedule is always hectic. Often times she spends long hours in the office meeting with clients or writing legal briefs. If she had a courtroom appearance, she would spend her nights doing research on the computer and preparing for strenuous oral arguments. She has always been a naturally hard worker with a powerful drive to be successful.On the rare occasion that...

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Confessions Part 2

This is the part 2 of a story I am working on with WorkAlone. We will be alternating parts. I really hope you all enjoy this story. WorkAlone will be writing from the priest's point of view, and I will be writing from the girl's point of view. Hope you enjoy it as much as we did writing it!! I walked into Mass thinking about the night before with my boyfriend. I had worn my favorite green dress and left my curly out of control red hair down for the night; just the way he liked it. We had stayed...

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