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"It is an elegant mode of transportation, long, sleek, and very, very sexy."

The speaker was a tall man, his dark brown hair and beard peppered with gray. Slim and muscular, he exuded confidence and self-assuredness. His Armani suit proclaimed him a man of substance, as did his choosing to ride the American-Orient Express, an expensive rail-cruise train.

His assistant nodded. "Yes, Mr. Corbett, sir, it is a beautiful train," he agreed.

"John, John," the gentleman said, shaking his head. "I wasn't referring to the actual vehicle, but to the whole package. I agree, the train is lovely. It should be, for as much as it cost. But I was referring to the subtext of the train, as a general idea."

John stood looking at locomotives and cars, trying to fathom what his employer was talking about.

"You do know, John, that many consider the train and its imagery to be very sexual in nature?"

John blushed.

"I see that you do. That is what I meant. Elegant and sexy. And purported to be a wonderful place to meet women, if you know what I mean, which thus adds to the mystique of the 'sexuality of the rails'."

"Yes, sir. I suppose one finds men and women of easy virtue in all manner of places," John sniffed. The younger man carried the bags to a waiting porter who took them, and the boarding pass, and led the way to one of the sleeping cars.

"John, I fear you are a bit of a prude," the older gentleman laughed, stepping up into the wood-paneled vestibule of the "Evening Star" sleeper. "Which is neither here nor there, I was simply commenting on the perceived sexuality of trains, not insinuating that I would be looking for companionship while traveling. In fact, I intend only to ride, read, and observe the human condition. To remain detached and uninvolved makes for the most authentic research." He turned and leaned down to shake John's hand. "I appreciate you driving me down. I will see you in a week. Hold things together until then."

"Yes, Mr. Corbett, I will." John stepped back from the train as Mr. Corbett disappeared into the interior, only to reappear at the window of his compartment a few moments later, waving briefly to his assistant.

John turned to go back to the parking lot, but collided with a young woman hurrying to the train. She dropped the bags she was carrying, and then began apologizing profusely. John shook his head, mechanically indicating that the mishap was of no consequence. His attention, however, was quickly riveted on her, a very pretty woman of perhaps 5-and-a-half feet, nicely proportioned, with long dark auburn hair and the kind of sweet face and bright eyes that makes a man believe she is specifically rewarding him with her smile.

"I am terribly sorry, sir," she was saying, "I'm just in such a hurry to catch the train. It's the trip of a lifetime for me!"

"Perfectly all right, miss, it wasn't your fault, here let me help you with that," and John bent down to pick up a small handbag, which the woman reached for at the same time. Their hands touched and John gasped before hiding his reaction with a rueful chuckle and handing the bag to her.

As she went on to board the train, John watched her go with far more interest than he had shown Mr. Corbett. She was quite attractive, he thought to himself as she disappeared into the dark entry of a sleeping car, and what a delightful smile!

He turned his gaze to the long, gold-blue-and-white length of the train, the locomotive's headlight burning brightly into the gathering dusk. How lucky his employer was to be riding the same train with such a lovely creature, though one so celebrated for his clinical detachment probably wouldn't even notice.

John returned to his SUV and began the long drive home, not realizing he had confirmed the musings of Mr. Corbett about the sexuality of trains...

Diary of Arthur Corbett

Aboard the American-Orient Express

9 p.m. Sunday, near Seattle

We glided out of the station just before 6 this evening. John had already left for home when I boarded, a bit flustered by my comments about trains, the poor fellow.

I situated my things in my compartment and was just going to sit and rest a bit when the steward came through, ringing the chimes for the evening soiree. Recalling the rules of the journey, I dressed in a smoking jacket and cravat before making my way to the lounge car at the end of the train.

No dinner was served that first evening aboard, and so we went straight to the evening activities, to wit: a welcoming ceremony in the lounge followed by drinks and dancing and the practicing of the social etiquettes. Of course, there would also be the inevitable pairing off and more than one berth would be the site of shared intimacies this night, though the more sedate of the travelers would take a day or two to acquaint themselves with potential lovers.

The passengers are the usual mixed lot, from the middle class through the nouveau-riche right up to the old line families of both east and west coasts. I thought at first that my journey of observation would be wasted, but then I saw her.

I would come to know her name as Megan, a sweet and lovely name redolent of lush green hills, wandering sheep, peat bogs, and a peanut-whistle English-style steam locomotive rolling by, so smooth and clean yet full of fire and the wet heat of steam.

At the time though, I could only go by what I could see: dark hair with hints of copper, an attractive face, skin of a fresh whiteness, with a scattering of freckles that made her look engagingly young, a delightfully rounded body, legs and feet to drive a fetishist mad. She would be a treat for anyone who might garner her attentions, even if for mere conversation (not that any conversation is "mere"-good conversation is a dying art).

I had the opportunity to watch her as the evening progressed. She appeared to be alone on this journey, and sat by herself on one of the overstuffed, leather-covered chairs. Yet one so attractive as she could no more be left alone than flies could ignore a black forest cake left out on a warm sunny day. More than one man approached her (and two women as well) but she politely refused their attentions. Shy? Particular? Who can say?

I did not go to her myself. At my age, I desire neither the thrill of conquest nor the agony of rejection. But I did smile at her and nod my head when she noticed me watching her. She smiled back and I daresay I fell under her spell.

She does have the most enchanting smile, as if she had a secret. As if we were sharing that secret. As if she was pleased to share an intimacy with me, though we never spoke a word. That is a dangerous weapon for a woman to have, to convince a man with a glance that he has entered into her inmost thoughts and feelings. How delightful! I wondered who would capture her attention to the point of joining her in her compartment during this trip.

And then he appeared.

He was a thoroughly unprepossessing specimen. Perhaps 6-feet tall, he was rather heavy-set. "Baby-faced" is rather trite, but it did apply. Brown hair, mustache and goatee did not help. He wore evening dress not well at all.

I supposed he would be brushed off as easily as the others who had vied for the lady's attentions, but remarkably, he was not. He sat, he spoke, she replied. He rose and took her glass and returned with an entire bottle of the expensive champagne. He poured, they chatted, and time unwound slowly as the train began the climb into the Cascades, the long, winding, struggling climb from near sea level high into the clouds.

The cap to the evening was when she turned to face him fully and smiled. This was not just the winsome smile she had rewarded me with earlier. No, this was the fullness of her womanhood, the opening of the steam locomotive firebox (perhaps not the most romantic image but apropos to our means of travel), a bright and potentially searing beauty that shone on him with such intensity that I wanted to return to my Russian roots and shout "Slava!" [authors note: "Glory!"]

Whatever else had happened between them in these brief hours, this woman had just made promises to this man.

I could take no more. For the first time in years I felt my own desire rising within me. I therefore arose to return to my compartment, to set down my thoughts and observations. Such activity would allow my return to equilibrium: undisturbed, detached, unmoved. But my deliverance from veiled passions and unspoken desires was not to be so simple.

They too chose that moment to leave the lounge, and following close behind me, turned into the room next to mine. I looked back at them from my door, my own champagne still in my hand. I caught her eye as she stepped into his compartment and the door began to close. She paused a moment and smiled, and I lifted my glass to her in silent tribute.

Closing my door, I sank into the seat beside the window as we flew across a high trestle and the valley below sparkled with lights beneath the deep purple twilight in the west.

Diary of Arthur Corbett

Monday - nearing Essex, Montana

A lovely morning as the train rolls up into the majestic Rockies, with the land falling away in folds of gray-green, looking damp and inviting in the early sunlight.

My night was peaceful, though I could not help but think of the lovely woman and her chosen in the compartment next to mine. Ah, fortunate man, to spend a night of passion in the arms of such a one!

For a few minutes after closing my door I stood and listened, and could hear the gentle murmur of voices from the other side of the rich oak paneling, intermingled with the clink of glasses and what I presume was the bottle of champagne, and occasional soft laughter. Then the sounds died away.

I disrobed and settled into my bed, neatly turned down by the staff, complete with mint on the pillow. I turned off the lights and opened the curtains, which covered the window, and lay watching the darkness beyond as the train rolled over the endless miles high in the mountains.

From time to time, we would pass a remote homestead where a light would burn in the darkness, or we would speed past a signal casting its red warning toward any following conveyance: "Halt! Someone is here before you!"

Every so often I would hear a brief sound from the next room, but unidentifiable. A moan? A gasp? Muttered demands? Whispered passions? I cannot say.

Eventually I slept, and dreamt of her smile.

I awoke at 6, as I always do, rose and exercised before stepping down the corridor to the shower. As I came out, I spied the back of her chosen as he went forward, presumably to his own compartment. He appeared content, without a look of guilt at his rail-borne fling, or arrogance at conquest. How unique; my experience is that men go one way or the other, but rarely are merely content after a night of "illicit" passion.

I dressed and went to the dining car for breakfast.

The train was rolling beside a mountain stream as I was seated, and the shadows of our passing flickered over the tumbling, white-capped waters. I opened a copy of the Wall Street Journal while I waited for breakfast steak, eggs over easy, and a brimming cup of hot coffee. I had just finished the lead article.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" a delicate, feminine voice inquired. I looked up into a pair of deep gray eyes, and that intoxicating smile. I rather believe I was speechless for a moment, then nodded.

She was clad in a light, mottled gray and green dress, with a scarf around her neck, nicely setting off her complexion and auburn hair. Her hair and skin glowed damply from the shower she had clearly taken. She seemed a rusalka, a water-nymph, just risen from the stream the rails paralleled, looking particularly inviting. Gathering my composure, I invited her to sit.

Thus I enjoyed a delightful breaking of the fast with the Woman of the Smile, whose name as I have mentioned is Megan.

I explained my joy in travel, and my delight in observing the interplay of humanity with the world, and with each other.

She explained her long-held desire to take a rail-cruise, and how she scrimped and saved for it. She was delighted with the train, and with the scenery, and with her fellow passengers, and with life in general. Her only disappointment was that her husband could not join her.

I must admit to surprise at this. One, she was not wearing a wedding ring. Two, she did not seem so disappointed when she spent her first night aboard with a man she had met in the lounge. Yet she expressed great love for her husband, and for a few moments had the wistful look of one who is homesick.

I was, of course, not such a boor as to mention these things to her.

I allowed that train travel was a delight in and of itself, and that such journeying was conducive to brief but intense relationships. I reiterated my acceptance of the doctrine of trains and sexuality, just as I had shared them with John the previous day.

Megan blushed at my comments, but also shared that "we-have-a-secret" smile. And of course, we did. We both knew I had seen her enter her compartment with a fellow passenger, and I suspect she knew that I had listened through the night. So perhaps we did have a secret.

The train chose that moment to plunge into a tunnel, hurtling into the darkness. We said nothing in the lamplight, just looked at each other. Her smile, my arched eyebrow, a low chuckle from her, a wry pursing of my lips, but not a word more was said. By the time we emerged into daylight once again, we had reached an understanding.

I would say nothing. She knew that I would be watching.

Thus we parted, she to a morning of reading in the library, I to my journal to record my thoughts and observations.

Her smile burns into my mind's eye, blinding my observations of the others aboard.

Diary of Arthur Corbett

Thursday - at Livingston, Montana

I stand beside the wall that divides my compartment from Megan's and listen to the sounds of passion that filter through the rich paneling. Since our breakfast, she has not spent a night alone, welcoming her friend from the first night into her boudoir as the music wafts from the lounge car and the clock chimes midnight.

Since that first night, things have not been quiet. The murmurs, the moans, the stifled cries. I know what is happening, and I am strangely aroused, sharing this intimacy. She knows that I am listening. Does she increase the volume of their passion for me?

We have spoken only briefly since our breakfast. I commented on the book she has been reading. She offered her opinion of musicians who travel with us and provide light entertainment during the cocktail hour. Such inanities pass the brief times when we come into contact.

We have dined together each day, breakfast on Tuesday, luncheon on Wednesday, tea today. I suppose we shall share supper tomorrow.

Our meals are silent and non-interactive but for her knowing smiles and my bemused, rather sardonic grins. I believe we enjoy each other's company.

In daylight she sparkles amongst the other passengers, at ease, friendly, sharing herself in brief flashes of delightful wit and fire. I can see she is already beloved of most men aboard, and more than a few women. I am honored that she chooses to join me each day for a time.

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I showered carefully, the soap slipping through my hands as I rubbed it over my skin, the water quickly running the suds away, the droplets pooling to collect in my bellybutton or get caught the dark thatch of my hair between my legs. I paid especial attention there, rinsing it and running my fingers along my slit, rubbing and stroking for a moment before I turned off the water, wringing the wetness from my hair. The heat had steamed up the mirror, and I passed my hand over it to briefly show...

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BJ Jones the Story of My Life Book 2Chapter 31

When everyone was seated, Premier Cordeiro passed out a ringed folder to everyone including me. ‘The Northern Mediterranean National Immigration and Terrorism Control Pact’. “I asked Ambassador Jones to be here and act as impartial moderator and chairperson as we finalize this document. I also believe she can help develop the organizational structure and its goal. I think we all know that Ambassador Jones will not hold back her opinion and thoughts,” Premier Cordeiro said. I moved to the...

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The Strip and Fuck Club Ch 06

It was a bitter sweet day. Ned waited in the entry way for Kiki to join him. They were scheduled to depart for the Strip and Fuck Club. Kiki had been a marvelous house companion and had expressed her gratitude and joy, vocally and physically, for her week of residence at the mansion. Living as Ned’s night-time plaything was a treat but not Kiki’s desired life path. Ned had conceded to her wishes and now she would continue her journey of sexual exploration as a performer at the club. Despite...

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2 Days until Revelation

On the third morning of his enslavement, Jared awoke to the startling thought that he was quite comfortable with his nudity. He felt liberated and without a care in the world. Coming to terms in his mind, he was ready to go downstairs and tell Eve that he wanted to stay her sub. As he came down the staircase, he was met by Adam, who greeted him cordially. Handing him a piece of paper, Adam winked at the other man, then left. Jared, bemused by the strange actions of the other man, opened the...

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eating out

my wife went out with the girls last night and it was only suppose to be a meal to celebrate a birthday, when she came home she said guess what happened to tonight?? you will not believe it.i said what's the point of guessing cos i never get it right.well she said the waiter took a shine to me and he gave me a free bottle of Champagne for the girls, i got up to go to the toilet and i seen him follow me to the toilets, i said to him are you OK what do you want. he said that he really fancied me...

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TJ MorgChapter 13

"What's with the crates?" Morg asked the Chief Storeman. They stood watching a working party unloading the powered barge in "Naseby's" boat bay under the watchful eyes of what appeared to be the full complement of the 'Crushers' (Regulating P Os). "Pusser's rum; probably worth its weight in platinum — certainly worth more than gold" was the reply. "Rum? Pull the other one, Chief" Morg said "that's just an old salt's myth." The Chief laughed, "True as I stand here. The...

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He was Perfect Fucker For My Wife

He was a perfect match. Handsome, stylish, fit and charming. He had a great female following in the work place. Rumor was that he was going around with Mrs Mathur, who was our account executive. She was a married lady in her mid 20s. Her husband was a software professional working in US. She was elegant, smart and a successful lady at work.I kept observing him and over a period of time, I was convinced that he would be the perfect guy capable of seducing my beautiful yet conservative wife, take...

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Milk

Ben had been nursing on Julie's huge milk filed tit for over twenty minutes. She then turned his head to move to the other big globe. She loved nursing him as much as he loved sucking the milk from her huge tit. He found a hormone that made her produce milk and her 32 D tit was now 34 GG. He liked her naked so he could see her huge mounds and nurse any time he wanted. He also liked when she squirted milk over his dick and licked it off. Her nipples were also getting longer from being sucked on...

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Ready to Dance

Ready to Dance? By BoundNightmares Copyright 2009 BoundNightmaresAlso from BoundNightmaresPliableDarknessFor more information about me, please visit my smashwords profile page https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/BoundNightmaresThis is a work of adult fiction.  If you are not an adult, this work is not for you.  The characters are not real.  The scenes and situations may or may not be possible.  For your own safety and the safety of others, do not try to duplicate anything you read here. ...

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Daughters Little Friend

I couldnt belive my eyes ...Their she was , my daughters sweet little friend Tiffany, rubbing her pussy from the outside of her tiny little nightie. "Omg ...shit" She said as i entered the bedroom. She quickly stopped doing what she was doing and tryed to find the remote from were she was sitting on the bed. "Dont worry Tiffany. I am not here to yell at ya" I said with a smile"Um..Ok Mr Jamerson. But i was just flipping through.." She said stuttering"Ha ,ha ,ha Thats a good one Tiffany. Jenny...

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Babysitter

We came home early, that night. The party was not very exciting, so we made excuses and left before 10, even though we had told Heather, our babysitter, not to expect us until after midnight. And obviously, she did not expect us--at least, not right then. Although we made a normal amount of noise driving up to the house and walking in, she didn't hear us at all. In fact, neither of them did. Not she or her boyfriend, lying on the couch in a passionate embrace, seemed to notice as we entered...

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My cocks satisfaction

Well, i am a first timer here, soo please pardon my mistakes. I am a teen, who loves watching porn, but i 've never had sex. Till, one day a preety girl had been stalking me. And to tell you the truth she was older than me. But there's a thing about me, see i roll out with some hot chicks most of the time, so when all these other preety pussys see me with them, they think we do "it." While we don't. So, she came up to me asked me where i was from, who i was, my phone no. and to tell you the...

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The dodger association

Hello, my name is James. Of course, that’s not my real name, but that’s what people know me as. I am a third year college student majoring in sociology. Unfortunately, like many students, I am up to my eyeballs in debt. That brings me to my job, my way to pay off the gigantic debt. I work closely with my partner, Lori, and the student groups of the school. My job is to organize and run student fundraiser events. Sounds fairly boring, but it does take a lot of work. I have to set up the venue,...

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Reversed Rape

I was innocently perving my way around my favourite chat site when I chanced upon her ad. 'Lady, 30, would like to be raped.' Oh yea? Still, I zinged off a reply: 'Seriously?' She must have sent the same response to hundreds of people. 'Thank you for answering my ad. I want to be stalked, spied on, attacked and raped. You can hurt me but not injure me. I do not want to know anything about you or meet you beforehand, but there must be some way of identifying you: figure this...

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A View From Behind

Paula stood in front of me as I opened my front door. She must have known my wife was in work as her car had gone. I looked her up and down. I never knew what she did for a living but she was wearing a social services badge with her name on it and something similar to a nurses top. The press studs at the front were straining slightly as they struggled against the tit flesh they concealed."I've got a problem, could you come round and help?" She looked nervous as she made the request of me. I...

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The Boss

After years of working for someone,  I finally had the opportunity to start my own business.  I thought it would be for the best.  Set my own hours.  Make my own money.In the beginning, it was great.  Then the months went on.  The days grew longer. My social life paid the price.  I was working too much.  My girlfriend got tired of being alone, so she left me. Honestly, I don’t blame her.  Our sex life had rapidly diminished once I started my own business.  Things needed to change, and fast.  I...

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Thozhiyai Santhithathum Kaamam Thalaiku Eeriyathu

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KxB Idyll 2 20 questions about love and sex

. Time seemed to stand still for them as the conversation flowed. Keyes had totally blown off the movie sending his friends the text: Hanging with the future Mrs. Uiara. They had talked about movies, music, TV, comics, manga, games, sports, favorite foods and colors. Their tastes streamed along the same lines. This wasn’t really surprising to either one. She had learned most of his dating stock came from his job as a manager of women’s clothing store. He was also the reason why the store was...

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Our Path to Husband Swapping Part 4

When we returned home from our play date with Stacy and Tom where the guys got their dicks sucked. I needed relief so I led Sam upstairs. We quickly took our cloths off. I laid back on the bed spreading my legs, inviting Sam to get to work. I told him that it was my turn now. Sam got between my legs and put his tongue to work. It didn’t take him long before I was grabbing his head and pushing my hips into his face cumming hard. As I caught my breath, I reached over stroked Sam’s Cock. He was...

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Happy Birthday

                                            HAPPY BIRTHDAY I don't know why I did it. A crazy impulse. Maybe just that I was a bit randy. I'm not really in a relationship these days, haven't been for a while. And I guess I'm beginning to wonder if I will ever be again. It isn't my biological clock I'm worried about, the hell with that, I never wanted children anyway. But I did want a man. And men who could fulfill my particular needs while still treating me with love and respect--outside of...

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AssParade Valentina Nappi Keisha Grey Two asses are better than one

Keisha Grey is the type of girlfriend most men dream about. Beautiful, seductive, and a great ass. What more could you want…oh yeah how about a girlfriend who brings you another girl with a fantastic ass to fuck on your birthday. We all need girl friends like Keisha. Keisha and Valentina Nappi proceed to give Keisha’s boyfriend the best birthday threesome ever. The girls shake and giggle and the boy fucks both girls, alternating from one pussy to another. What other birthday gift can compare to...

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Sex in a package tour 8211 1

Hi,I am Ram 24 Height 5 feet 8 inches Weight 69 kgs Dick 7 and half inches Wheatish Live in Hyderabad .It was 2 years back at Bangalore This incident took place when I had finished my engineering course in the month of June. There was 3 months time between the completion of engineering and joining date of job . So, I made a list of friends and relatives whom I have missed from a long time. I visited all their houses and enjoyed with them. My list was exhausted just in 20 days. I was back to my...

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Every mans fantasy

Almost every man on earth has to have thought about having two women at one time. I know that I had fantasized about it many times but unlike many fantasies, the actual experience far surpassed the fantasy. After my wife, Estelle, and I had started swapping with another couple, Ron and Megan, Megan came over one day to see us on a special mission. I had playfully suggested a threesome and she and my wife had agreed to try it one day. That day was today. We all went upstairs to our bedroom where...

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SixMile High Club Ch 9 end

As Michael had not planed for anything fancy on his vacation, he wore a nice shirt and a pair of black slacks, with a tie; that his Dad had given him. It went well with his shirt. He walked down to the main house and entered through the garden door. Several guests had already arrived, so he picked up a glass of champagne, and sat in a corner. A few minutes later, Tomiko came downstairs. She was wearing a black cocktail dress; with a pair of black high heal shoes. She looked very beautiful...

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The Magic Ring Chapter 2 Start the Sleepover

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ExploitedCollegeGirls Natalia Threeway

20 year old ExCoGi member favorite Natalia is back – for ANAL and a THREEAY!! This update may possible be one of our best yet. You’ll probably cum more times watching this video than ever before. Let’s just say this – if our jaded editor is jerking off 4 times while he’s (trying) to edit it, you know it’s good. That dude has seen it all but Natalia’s anal and threeway video is just incredibly hot. We start off when TC picks up our babe from the airport...

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My First experience

Hi Friends, I would like to share my real experience with you here. I am Amar, and I am from Hyderabad, age 22, here my story starts. I am doing my graduation in Hyd. I used to visit my grandma’s house, which is 300 kms away from Hyd. I don’t want to specify my place. There, in joint family, my grandfather used to work and my grandma and mother’s brother (mama or mamaya) used to run a shop general stores. I used to be there daily whenever I visit my grandma’s place. I used to help him in his...

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Cherry chapter 4

After my evening with Cherry, I was about as happy as I’d ever been. I went about the apartment, cleaning and putting things away while humming some song I couldn’t put a title or group name to. My thoughts drifted back and forth between the time spent with my Cherry that night and the time that I would be spending watching her at the upcoming game where she would be cheering. It was getting late, so I decided to get a shower and couldn’t help but recall when we showered together that...

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