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I know it's been almost a week since I have written but I had no choice in the matter. I have been at sea on a mission that I can never tell anyone about, even you. This job has its advantages but sometimes, it really is the pits also. You are accustomed now to kissing me at the door in the morning as I go off to the base and not knowing whether I'll be home later that day or not for a month. I don't think I will ever get used to it and am glad I will be leaving government service next year.

I wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed our meeting Milly and Jim last week. We lucked out honey. What a wonderful night; I think you feel the same way too. At least while we were with them you sure LOOKED like you were enjoying yourself. And, no wonder what with Jim being such a great guy and being so good looking doesn't hurt either. Remember your saying how his eyes just drew you to him?

I know how we have enjoyed Sam and Greg those two times each but Jim was different somehow. Was it because his wife was with us? Being our first four-some, we had a lot of things happen that were new. I've always loved your openness and passion for new experiences and have never thought for a second that you might prefer one of our "friends" to me. I know what we share with them is physical and that our hearts belong only to each other.

I want to go back to that restaurant again soon. We can sit in the bar as we did before nursing our beers while waiting for our table to be called. God, that place was so busy! But, had it not been, we would never have met Milly and Jim at all. We had been waiting for, what, 45 minutes for our table? They came over to the bar to order a drink and we talked for a bit as I remember. I was impressed with both of them. Although Jim is almost coal black, he was so clean looking, obviously educated by the way he spoke and Milly was just a doll. I still think she is half white with that long, straight hair, cute button nose, and aristocratic cheekbones. I didn't mind her figure either as you probably guessed from my admiring glances at her full blouse. I guessed them to be about 45 to 50 as Jim's short hair showed a bit of gray and Milly had some cute crow's feet around the eyes.

I remember we had hardly introduced ourselves and began chatting when our table was finally called. They said they were planning on catching a movie but looked like they would be waiting for as long as we had for a table. I loved it when you whispered to me if I thought it would be OK to invite them to join us as we were going to have a 4-person table. So, we made introductions and invited them to join us and that way they could still catch their movie. I'm sure you remember what delightful smiles they had as they graciously accepted, Jim's brilliant white teeth making a flashing statement against his ebony face. The table to which we were shown was, as luck had it, back in a corner booth about as far from the bustle of the bar crowd as we could get.

While our drinks were being refreshed and the menus read, we found out Jim was with a consulting firm doing some work for the state while Milly had a career in accounting. You and she seemed to hit it off immediately what with your bean-counting background. Jim and I talked technical writing and computer stuff while we all enjoyed some peanuts supplied by the restaurant in large buckets. It was fun tossing the shells on the floor, sort of naughty since we could never get away with that at home. Somehow, I don't remember the context, but we found ourselves talking diagonal, you with Jim, me with Milly. As Jim was smiling at you telling something about our house, I felt your hand on my knee then felt it move up until it was cupping my crotch. You found my dick through my pants and gently, slowly rubbed him as he loves. Was that when you decided you wanted Jim? I slipped my hand down, squeezed yours then moved it over to your inner thigh.

Over our salads we discussed our new house and how much we enjoyed living in the country. They were in an apartment in town due to the temporary nature of Jim's job. By the time our steaks had arrived, we were feeling very comfortable with each other and they had accepted an invitation to come visit us sometime. Maybe three bites later, you suddenly just said, "Why don't you two come out tonight and have dessert and coffee?"

Jim, looking directly into your eyes said that Milly had really wanted to see that film and... "Oh, we can catch it tomorrow or next week," she interrupted. "Let's go, I'm dying to see that big house you two are talking about."

"It's settled then, isn't it great that we don't have kids to worry about anymore and have the house all to ourselves?" I commented. "At our age we have the luxury of enjoying ourselves and friends in peace and not have to be concerned with baby sitters or bedtimes. Tomorrow is Sunday so we are all off and you two are more than welcome to stay as long as you are enjoying yourselves." You giggled when I said that and Jim seemed to quickly divert his eyes from you to his plate. Were you two sending eye-messages for awhile before I said that? Looking back, I think maybe Milly and I were set up by you and Jim. I know YOU have had an un-realized desire to enjoy a black man for a long time and they think the ultimate pleasure is to make love with a white woman. Perhaps your wavelengths just meshed and there was a silent understanding between you that, if you play it all right, you could both realize your fantasies tonight. The constant, light, pressure from your hand on my cock sure had me thinking about our "after dinner dessert" whether it was with them or alone.

In the car on the way out to the house, you were quiet. What was going thorough your pretty head baby girl? Were you trying to imagine what Jim would look like without clothes? How his big, dark hands would feel caressing your soft, white skin? Or were you thinking how you could have Jim without having to let me do anything with Milly? You know I would have been happy to have had only Jim with us for a three-some don't you? But, I have to confess, I was having very exciting thoughts of seeing her hands on me and getting MY hands on those beautiful breasts she carried so proudly.

Boy, am I glad we had the house clean. It presented so well and the 30 minute tour just had them saying ahhhh, and Ooooo at every turn. I excused myself to go to the kitchen to put on coffee and while there found a nice dessert in the freezer for later. In about five minutes, Milly came in asking if she could help. That left you and Jim alone upstairs. What did you do up there? I asked Milly to get out the sugar/cream and cups and put them on a tray. She had to get up on her toes to reach the sugar bowl giving me a chance to admire her legs and ass as she stretched. I guessed her to be maybe an inch taller than you while Jim was a good 6ft, 2. Milly caught me looking at her with great interest, smiled and handed me the sugar bowl in such a way that her hand covered mine. We didn't move and the warmth of her hand traveled up my arm as I looked down at liquid pools of black eyes. We did not speak and the moment was suddenly over as we heard you and Jim come down the stairs.

I looked at you and you smiled and told Milly that she would have to take another look at my office as it is there that we have our certificates, etc. and there was one or two she might like to read. You came over to me and kissed me on the cheek then quickly whispered, "I really want Jim honey... is it OK?" When you did that, you pressed your hips into me and I could feel the heat radiating from you and caught just a hint of your sex scent over your perfume. From long experience, I knew your pussy had lubed and that you were aroused. Did Jim kiss you upstairs, touch your breasts through your blouse? Perhaps it was only your fantasy and his closeness that had excited your pussy so much. I caught your eyes and gave a silent nod and smile that told you Jim was yours in any way you wanted him tonight. My smile told you I knew you loved me now and, no matter how good the sex was tonight, that you would love only me tomorrow.

Since the night was beginning to get chilly, I started a fire in the fireplace then put on some CDs to play over the house intercom system. Jim and I took off our sport coats and I turned the lights down to just a glow. Sitting on the sofa, your hand in mine, we talked to them and they us about small things while all four watched the dancing flames take the room chill away. When you got up to refresh the coffee pot, Jim went with you to help leaving Milly and me alone. I stood, walked over to the fire and put another piece of cedar on that would give off that wonderful aroma. When I raised back up, Milly was standing beside me and asked if I liked the song that was playing. I said I certainly did, that it was a great slow dance song. Without speaking, she raised her arms and took a step towards me. I took her in my arms firmly to guide her in the dance. There was little room between the sofas what with our large coffee table but I really did not want to move much anyway. Her body was compliant and she seemed to just flow into me. Those breasts felt like twin mountain peaks against my chest and I was suddenly embarrassed to feel my dick getting hard. He pressed against her belly and I just instinctively started to draw back. Milly would not let me though and moved closer, her hips undulating against me. She raised up a little and whispered, "Don't be embarrassed because you find me attractive and your body shows it, mine is showing it also, you just can't tell as easily." I squeezed her hand and back a little and relaxed.

About half way through the dance, I noticed you and Jim come back into the den. Jim moved the table to a side wall, took you in his arms and began dancing. I know you are nervous about dancing honey but I could tell he was not interested in waltzing you all over the floor. You two just rocked and swayed without even moving your feet. My dick began jerking and growing harder as I watched you in Jim's arms. I caught your eye for a second and you sort of rolled yours at me as if to say, "This is going to be one heck of a night." I smiled back and pursed my lips, blowing you a sweet kiss. I didn't know whether you were so mesmerized by Jim's body against yours or because you had decided it was all right for me to be with Milly, but you smiled back dreamily then closed your eyes. Did you move your hips against him suggestively right then knowing I was watching or was it just a response to feeling his hard cock against your belly? Whichever, I saw you grind yourself into Jim and then saw his response as he bent then raised your chin and kissed you. I moved Milly around so she could see Jim kissing you, your hips bucking against him. I wanted there to be no misunderstandings on anyone's part. Milly kissed me on the neck first then brushing her lips over my face continued the kiss on my lips. I returned her gentle kiss without passion at first then, as she seemed to want to linger, I brushed my tongue across her bottom lip and felt her mouth open instantly to take my tongue deep into her. Our tongues explored each other's mouths and found them warm, wet, and full of the promise of wonderful things to come.

The room was warming quickly both from the fire as well as our body temperatures. I maneuvered Milly over closer to you and Jim and said, "The music is piped into the upstairs bedroom also and there is a lot more room up there to dance." I knew the three of you saw through that instantly as we were not taking up any room in the den since we were embracing and kissing more than dancing. "Sounds good," said Jim. "OK," replied Milly. And you just leaned over, still in Jim's arms, and kissed me on the lips and asked me to make sure the downstairs was locked and the screen was put in front of the fire.

You led the way upstairs holding Jim's hand while Milly followed him and I got to admire her beautiful ass as I followed it up turning off the downstairs lights as I went. You quickly turned on the two, small lights at the Jacuzzi tub ends and pulled the bathroom door almost closed. Our only room light then was so subtle that Jim almost disappeared but I knew you would make sure he was kept very close to you. We embraced again and kissed then, it was funny, remember, how Jim gathered us all three into his strong arms in a group hug that lasted long minutes. No one spoke until Milly finally said softly, "This is so nice, I feel so at home with the two of you." Jim agreed in a low voice that barely masked his excitement. He reached over and unbuttoned the top two buttons of Milly's blouse. I felt challenged and did the same with yours. Then, you took Jim's hand and put it to your breast and had him unbutton you the rest of the way. I watched for a second and took Milly's blouse off her. It was just so nice how, as if on cue, you and Milly stepped into our arms, reached back and undid your bras. Then you both loosened our shirts and took them off. We were all four topless. I reached up to stroke Milly's breasts, her dark nipples were hard and large. Jim did the same with your beautiful, soft breasts. I noted that all of us were breathing very hard. My hands trembled a little and, as much as I was enjoying looking at Milly, I found myself watching Jim's hands on you more, their coal-blackness in such contrast to your creamy whiteness. I was not at all surprised when I saw you reach down and unzip Jim's fly. I watched your hand disappear and stay inside his pants. What was your first thought when you felt his cock honey? Was it wonder or excitement or awe or a little fear?

I swear I could tell the difference in your's and Milly's sex scents. Both were fantastic and, I knew your cunt must just be soaking your panties. I hoped Milly was doing the same in hers. I took her in my arms again and reached down to gather handfuls of her dress bringing it up and up and up until it was gathered about her waist. I felt the silky fabric of her panties covering her firm ass then reached down, under the hem to relish the pudding-like softness of her skin. She backed away a bit from me and I thought I might have moved too fast but she just took my hands and brought them around to her belly then pushed them down. Oh sweetie, what pleasure to slide my hands down into her cunt slipping two fingers past her swollen lips into a heated pool of woman wetness. We stood that way for long moments, her head on my chest, her breathing coming in labored gasps as my fingers found her clit first flicking over it then down and in to bring out more moisture.

I took a second to find you. You and Jim had moved to the bed, or at least you were sitting on the edge, your dress and panties off now. Jim was also nude and standing before you, between your opened legs. Your hands were on his large, hard cock, stroking it and feeling his balls. Jim's eyes were closed as he just soaked up your attentions to his manhood. Then, just as Milly's legs seemed to be getting weak, I watched Jim's beautiful cock disappear in your mouth. I knew from long experience just how it felt to have your lips and tongue and mouth engulf my hard cock. You kept a hand on him guiding him and then used your other to pull his hips into you; showing him you wanted him to fuck your hot mouth.

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Dear Diary Entry 5 Paying Daughters Fee Not With Money

Dear Diary, Hello again. This is Reena. The mom. Hope your tummy is being filled enough with my family’s regular entries. At first, I had to force my daughters to write down their sex stories. They were not interested at all in the beginning. My elder baby Sindhu was shy to even think about the idea. Now, the tables have turned. They are more than willing to update each and every experience they have had. I couldn’t be more proud. Prakash was so happy seeing his daughters making their foray...

1 year ago
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Dear Mandy

Note: The following is a letter to my dear friend Amanda after a night I spent with her boyfriend Jake. Jake recently confessed to Amanda that he enjoyed when she dominated the sexual aspect of their relationship. He encouraged her to experiment in light bondage and role reversal. Now, Mandy is a sweetheart and tried her best to be accommodating, but confided in me that she felt somewhat uncomfortable trying to be a dominatrix, even if she did enjoy the control that she now exerted in the...

2 years ago
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Dear Husband

Hello dear husband, she said, never looking back. Could you come over here and take that down from the shelf for me? She pointed to a bottle of bleach on a high shelf. It wasn’t his fault that George had just gone out to the hardware store, telling Jim, his teenage helper from down the street, that he’d be back in an hour, maybe two. Why don’t you straighten up the workbench in the basement? He’d told the boy. So Jim went down to the basement and as he passed the door to the laundry room, Cindy...

1 year ago
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Dear Cum Captain Quentin Stocking

This morning I popped down to Pret a Manger to meet up with my good friend Albert Einstein for a slice of red velvet cake with a vanilla butter-icing topping and a medium cappuccino on the side. "Albert Einstein," I hear you say in a somewhat incredulous tone. Yes, Albert Einstein! THE Albert Einstein. I gave you all a perfect opportunity to invite me out for a yummy little Pret-fest back in Dr Flappyduck, but did any of you offer? Did you fuck, so it's just me and Albie yet again for our...

Crossdressing
3 years ago
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Dear Diary

March 15 A disturbing development — my son has started staring at my breasts and sometimes "accidentally" touches them. He asks me questions that show he knows very little about female anatomy. I believe ignorance about sexuality can lead to major problems in life, so I got an illustrated book about the human body, and we sat down together with it. The book made me realize I didn't know all that much myself, but more than him at least. My problem is that now he wants me to show him. I point...

4 years ago
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Dear Prudence

"Cut and print it," the booming voice of the Director carried across the sound stage. The four actors on the set, a depiction of a typical mid-American household, froze in place. They had been at it for over an hour now, trying to finish a scene that seemed plagued by one glitch after another. The Director paused for a moment more, then said to their relief, "Okay people, that's a wrap for today." "Thank God," Brooke Hudson said to herself, thankful to get out from under the hot...

2 years ago
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Dear World

As the curtains drew back they reveled the big white screen. Darcy squirmed in her seat a little. She hated the seats at the theatre just as much as she hated the previews. Although they did give her plenty of time to reflect on everything that her mind was still trying to process. This week had been really hard on her fragile soul. Sitting on both sides of her was her really good friends. Voices in her head were constantly asking…do they know? The voices were very persistent and just...

2 years ago
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Dear Brother

DEAR BROTHER By GENEVA A young woman, Louise, is offered the chance by her rich brother to take revenge on a former seducer. She accepts and their scheme is successful, but she begins to have second thoughts. The background of this story is that of my three earlier stories 'Pretty Edith,' 'Plaything' and 'Remodelled', but written from the point of view of the character Louise. START I stared glumly at the road ahead as I turned onto the exit from the airport heading to the...

2 years ago
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Dear Diary4

I know it has been a while since I have written you. I have to admit, I have missed you. all the secrets you and I share. You know so much, and yet I feel it is because I can confide in you that I push the limits of morality. To what end does this stop? Are you destined to find your way into the hands of those who would ruin me? Or perhaps I am to go on in this fashion forever, going deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole. It really doesn't matter, does it? No matter the outcome, it is clear...

1 year ago
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Dear Diary2

I know it has been a while since I have written you. I have to admit, I have missed you. all the secrets you and I share. You know so much, and yet I feel it is because I can confide in you that I push the limits of morality. To what end does this stop? Are you destined to find your way into the hands of those who would ruin me? Or perhaps I am to go on in this fashion forever, going deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole. It really doesn't matter, does it? No matter the outcome, it is clear...

1 year ago
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Dear Diary Ch 01

The last time I remember having used or even seen my old diary was about four years ago, after my husband and I got married and found a new home. It was a new start for me, I did not feel the need to have to mark down every single event of my married life. I was on a path into a new territory, and I would remember everything. Every minute, day, and occurrence, every happy moment, probably every bad moment, too, everything would get imprinted in my memory. Or so I thought. Years went by and I...

1 year ago
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Dear Diary

12:45 PM Dear diary, its Austin again. Nothing new to report, except that I got stood up once again. Seems she had some important meeting that she had to attend. Her last words to me were, ‘Don’t wait up’. I guess it’s pretty obvious this is going to take all day and now my plans are wasted. It’s not so much the meeting as much as the timing. She knew I had this day planned. She didn’t know what I was planning, but she knew it was planned none-the-less. So here I am, writing to you once...

1 year ago
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Dear Diary 3 her

Dear Diary,Terri's parents arrived today, needing somewhere to stay on their way to their holidays. Bugger. Was hoping to have a nice night of passion with Colin. But we ended up going al fresco instead, and I'm sure someone was watching us. bloody certain of it. But I'm getting ahead of myself...Colin arrived, just as I was putting the kettle on. How he does it, I'll never know; it's like he's got radar for the kettle. I hugged him, gave him a peck, and filled him in on the situation.We dished...

2 years ago
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DEAR GRANDPA

Dear Grandpa, it’s been a week since I have last seen you, and I can’t tell you how much I miss you. Our long walks in the woods, and talking about our wonderful loving family. But more then missing see your handsome face each day, I miss waking up in your arms every morning after a night of wonderful love making.I now know why mom send me to you, she wanted me to have the same kind of love that you give her, when she was my age. A man that would show me how to love. I will always hold the time...

4 years ago
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Dear Diary Entry 6 Avenging My Best Friend On Her Wedding Day

Dear Diary, That day, my eyes were closed slightly. Lips open, welcoming his sweet mouth to kiss me. Both my arms were encircling his muscular body. We both were lying down on the long dining table naked. Both cuddled up cozily. I was literally pinching his shoulder, unable to hold myself steady from all the sex. My breasts were already loosened from all the pinching and pressing. His right hand was cupping my left boob and his left hand was holding my head in the back, pulling me closer...

Incest
3 years ago
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Dear Diary

Dear Diary, I am typing this now as I’m watching my sweet hubby fucking my daughters. I took a break just now from giving a prolonged blowjob to my husband for almost 20 minutes and the bottom part of my tongue is aching from it. I wanted to relax for a bit before joining in the action, drink some water, and I also needed to give some time to my daughters to enjoy as I’m not selfish enough to have the fun all by myself. My younger daughter has already started to complain about me, blaming that...

Incest
1 year ago
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DEAR DIARY

Dear DiarybySion Sierra©I was asked to write this story by a friend. I do hope that you like it. I would appreciate any feedback you would care to give.Chapter 1I shouldn't have done it, but I had to. My daughter was acting even weirder after her Eighteenth birthday. It was only a month ago, I just figured she just thought she was a full blown adult. So here after I heard her scream she was leaving for school, I ran downstairs to give her money for her lunch. She was already gone. I entered the...

2 years ago
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Dear Dirty Diary part 17

Dear Dirty Diary In the second week of October, a furnace inspector informed Louise we needed a new fuel oil tank and pointed out that the current furnace could never heat our attic apartment. A heating contractor quoted $15,800 for a new high efficiency unit with central air conditioning. The bed and breakfast income had been nominal at best for our first season so we had a situation on our hands. Neither Doug nor I wanted to forsake our spacious attic for the cramped but warm guest rooms...

3 years ago
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Dear Dirty Diary part 7

Dear Dirty Diary, I tried to relax but every thought led back to my ongoing string of bad luck. I thought back and brooded yet again over the theft of my car and the loss of my laptop computer. I got the car back after a week or so but the computer, with my shameful little diary in it was nowhere to be found. Then three weeks later, after the insurance claim gave me a new one, the police department phoned to tell me my computer had been recovered. I seriously considered getting it back, until...

2 years ago
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Dear Dirty Diry part 4

Dear Dirty Diary, A few days and Doug and I were shopping in the mall. We went into a restaurant for a coffee. To my surprise, we saw my sweet Louise who, as it turned out, was a hostess there. When our eyes met, her shone dark and sparkling. Her nipples swelled and poked through the bodice of her blouse. We flirted back and forth with coy little glances to the point where I licked my top lip as my mind swam through delightful little memories of her. When she spontaneously gave me a big warm...

4 years ago
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Dear Diary

Thursday, January 4th, 2018 Dear diary, Fuck you. And fuck you too, Dr. Swalley. Friday, January 12th, 2018 This is the stupidest shit I've ever done, I swear to god. Fine. Fine. For Kiera. "You don't talk much, Tony," she says. I mean, no shit. What's there to talk about? I just get mad, okay? Who doesn't? It's all bullshit. Trying to keep ahead, listening to your coworker's crap, all those fuckin' people on the road that don't know how to drive. Kiera...

4 years ago
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Dear Sister Amanda

Dear Sister AmandaBy: Londebaaz Chohan Aaah! The fucking little pleasures of simple siblings activities converting into stories. A very normal Saturday almost noon time, Curtis had started to watch a ball-game, lying on the floor of the family room, while Amanda his 2 years elder sister sat on the sofa behind him. Parents had divorced couple of years ago and mother was away for her business trip, not expected to return before coming Wednesday evening. Curtis was a student at the Lehigh High...

4 years ago
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Dear Cum Big Bugger

When I was smaller than my current five foot and maybe one inch I used to have an eagle-eyed Sindy doll. If I remember correctly, which is very unlikely, she'd gouged her eagle-eyes from a Special Boat Service Action Man (GI Joe) that she'd been carrying on with on the side. Now most Sindys were middle class housewives in waiting but not mine. Oh no. Mine was a white trash council house gold digger who with her eagle-eyes could spot a slut-whore outfit up to a thousand feet away across a...

Humor
4 years ago
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Dear Judge

Letter 1 - Guilty By Accident Dear Judge, Now I was supposed to write you this and explain how come the woman I accidentally did was not illegally done after all. What she was turned out to be the party of the first part of the party. I been told I was supposed to use legal words because that is what the defrocked lawyer that went to a mail order law school and has a real diploma and everything and is in here on bad check charges said I should do. But I don't know any of that fancy lawyer...

2 years ago
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Dear Diary Today I Caught My Son Spanking His MonkeyChapter 2

I was satisfied once my son’s bottom was a bright and rosy pink, and he was quaking and shivering after the spanking I gave him. My daughter stood next to him. Her panties and shorts were around her ankles, and her well-padded behind was offered up to me submissively. I couldn’t see between her slightly parted butt cheeks the way I could Michael’s pert little ass. Courtney had a perfect bubble butt just like mine. She has curly blonde hair, but in many ways, we look very similar in the...

1 year ago
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Dear diary november

November 3 Dear Diary, It's getting cold outside! I love the holidays, but I have more pressing things to think about right now! Gary keeps wanting to fuck us, and we keep putting him off! I can tell that Emma is really close to giving in to him, she is so in love with his pecker!!! I'm not saying that Hillary and I aren't turned on to his cock too, it's just that Ems has turned into a little "cock hound"!!! When we have our masturbation sessions in her room, she has graduated to larger and...

Erotic
2 years ago
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Dearest wife

Husband shows his Victorian wife the delights of erotic sex and spanking.Her Victorian Bottom Thrashed.Part 1.For awakened Prudence, the days had been sexually listless for Henry, her husband, was away on business. The sunlight flickered through the swaying branches of the old oak tree which majestically dominated the farthest reaches of their garden, and which underneath Prudence sat in deepest thought whilst trying to read the Times. Thoughts that unbidden always returned to the past month...

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