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As I drove along the Camino Real, I sang “Fever” to the mules. They didn’t seem to mind. Then I opened up my mind to them on the various situations I found myself in. I talked about waking up 160 years in the past as a fifteen-year-old who few people took all that seriously, but with the experience and attitude of a sixty-six-year-old. I talked about my unsuccessful efforts to determine if this was all real or if it was just a psychotic episodic loop I was stuck in. I talked about the strange conversation I’d had with Laura, while I was trying to decide whether or not to stop the Apache from ambushing Mr. Mendoza, and of the promise I’d made to her just before she died. I asked them how I was supposed to live up to that promise. I talked to them about Anna, and the feelings I was developing for her. Feelings that seemed to be at odds with common sense and my devotion to Laura. Feelings for someone I didn’t even really know. They proved to be good listeners, never interrupting me or asking me to clarify anything I said. They just plodded along, shaking their heads in their harnesses from time to time as if to say it was all a mystery to them, too.

I pulled the wagon up near the house, unhitched the mules, and harnessed them up to the buckboard. Taking down the bricks from the cave entrance, I stored them outside of the house for the time being. I loaded the plastic bins and an entrenching tool and set off for the sand pits. After I got back with ten bins full of sand, I hauled ten buckets of water from the stream out to the side of the house, bringing another plastic bin with me. I mixed up three parts of sand, and one of lime, with just enough water to make a slurry. It didn’t feel quite right, so I dumped it in the creek and mixed another batch at three and a half to one. That one was good, so I kept making it that way, one bin at a time. I brought a bin inside the house and started on the ceiling inside.

I thought making adobe bricks was a messy job! Applying stucco, over your head, onto wood boards, made even more of a mess. I was happy to get done with the ceiling just as the sun was setting. I’d have to look at it in full light to be certain, but I was sure I’d missed some spots that would have to be redone. Thankfully, the floor was still dirt at this point, so all the stucco that had splashed and dripped, didn’t really hurt anything.

A hot shower, dinner with one of my rapidly disappearing Diet Cokes, and a DVD were the order of the evening. Tonight’s movie was ‘The Magnificent 7’.

For the next week, I made messy with the stucco finishing off the inside first then it was on to the outside where the process started all over again. Finally, I was done. Now I needed some way to easily remove the first brick at the top to easily get the rest of the bricks down. To solve this problem, I cut a piece of sheet metal into a rectangle just a little smaller than the back of the brick. Then I drilled two holes through the brick and sheet metal. I took a piece of ¼ inch rolled steel and cut two pieces, nine inches long, from it. I used my dies to make threads for about an inch, along one end of both pieces. I used the vice and torch to bend a small hook shape into the ends opposite the threads. Finally, I inserted the threaded end into the stucco side of the block, and completely through the block and sheet metal. Finally, using two nuts I’d dug out of the coffee can I’d used to collect all the stray nuts and bolts I’d come across over the years in my previous life, I screwed it all together. With the bricks back in place, I now had convenient handles to pull the brick out, with as well as a place to set my ‘Indian rifle’ as camouflage.

The next day I moved the stove and all the furniture inside and arranged it as comfortably as I could. I also stuffed the mattress case with straw and added it to the bed along with the sheets and blanket. I put up the pot and pan, the plates, the cups, the silverware, and the lamp. I filled the chest with two sets of city clothes, and the clothes I’d worn to the quinceañera.

It was all neat and orderly. Too neat and orderly. It was obvious the bed had never been slept in, the stove never used, and the lamp never lit. I was going to have to actually live in this house for a time, to give it the ‘used look’ I needed. I also needed a wood pile outside, and food stores inside.

I lit the lamp and let it burn for a few hours. I also swapped the skillet and pot I used on my trips, with the new ones inside the house. I also added the camp coffee pot to the top of the stove. I moved the partially filled sacks of coffee, flour, sugar, and beans as well as the bottles of spices from the plastic bins underneath the trailer and carried them into the house putting them on the shelves. When that was done, I hitched up the mules and took the buckboard out to find downed cottonwood trees for firewood. I ended up with more than I thought I needed but took what I found. Then it was back to the house to unload and take the wagon back down to the canyon. I cut up the tree and limbs into lengths I could use in the stove, stacking it all up against the cliff wall near the house. I took an armful inside, placing it near the stove. I closed the door and dropped the wood bar into its holders to hold the door closed and started a fire in the stove. A quick shower and dinner using a plate, cup, and utensils from the house and I was ready for bed.

I slept fitfully that night. Strange and powerful dreams woke me up twice during the night. The dreams were all of Laura. They started out well enough. I was reliving all the good times we’d had through the years; when all of a sudden, she was standing in front of me giving me a good dressing down as only she could.

“Paul McAllister quit being such a stubborn ass. You promised me on my deathbed you would go back to being the man I fell in love with, and yet here you are, trying your best to ignore not only your promise to me but the promise of a happy future. You are just as attracted to that young lady as you were to me, yet you fight the potential happiness you could have with her to pine away for something that will never be,” she said in a stern and slightly angry voice.

“Damn it, Laura! What do you want me to do? I’ve loved you since the first time we met. You are my soul mate. I can’t just forget you and move on with my life. I don’t think there is any room left in my heart to love someone else,” I replied getting angrier and angrier as I talked.

Laura gave me that look of concerned love I knew so well, and with a soft shake of her head said, “Bullshit, Paul. You’ve had to kill again and you’re rebuilding those walls between you and everyone else you might care for, just like you did when you were in Saudi Arabia. Oh, you did and do love me. Of that there is no question. But you are using your love for me as a convenient excuse, and I won’t stand for it. I won’t allow you to rebuild those walls and I won’t stand by watching you live your life alone wallowing in self-pity. You promised me, Paul, and I will make sure you live up to that promise!”

I reached out to pull her into a hug and tell her she was wrong. In an instant, she was gone, and I was awake. I abruptly sat up, looking around for Laura before realizing that it had all been a dream. Rubbing my hands over my face I replayed the most vivid dream I’d ever had, over and over in my head. I finally decided the dream was just my subconscious trying to work out conflicting emotions I wasn’t even aware I had while I slept. Either that, or it was yet another one of my psychotic episodes increasing the likelihood that I was bat shit crazy.

With a sigh, I laid back down and tried to get back to sleep. I was eventually successful, because I started to dream again. Laura was suddenly back standing in front of me. Her posture and body language immediately told me she was really pissed. Standing completely erect with her shoulders back, head held high, her arms crossed over her chest, and one foot tapping, she glared at me.

“I’m really disappointed in you, Paul,” she said in a soft angry voice. A voice I’d rarely heard directed at me in all the years I knew her. “I’m a part of you. You know that, and yet you try to run away, to ignore me, by waking up. That won’t work, and you know it. I will always be with you. I will always protect and defend you to the best of my ability even if that means protecting and defending you against yourself. I’m not strong enough yet but eventually I’ll be able to do that even when you’re awake so prepare yourself, Paul.”

She glared at me, still tapping her foot, daring me to argue with her. When I didn’t immediately speak up, she continued. “You are not crazy, Paul. This is your life now, and I expect you to live up to the promise you made.”

The last thing I saw was Laura’s bright beautiful smile as the scene began to fade. I started to ask her not to leave. To beg her to stay for just a little longer. The scene faded too rapidly for me to get my words out, yet I heard Laura’s voice as if from a distance.

“Remember your promise, Paul. We will talk again when I’m stronger.”

I woke up again desperately searching for Laura. My mind was still churning from the dream and yet I knew that it was more than a dream. After sitting there for a few minutes, thinking about Laura, I got up. Between the adrenaline the dream had dumped into my body, and my mind continuing to churn away on the promise I had made and so far, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to get back to sleep for a while.

I walked out of the cave through the house and into the quiet of a night softly lit by a quarter moon. The night smells of the desert and the river wafted over me as I walked out into the warm night air away from the cave. Finally, twenty yards from the house, I did my best to center myself and then began the familiar movements of the Krav Maga katas. As usual the exercise forced me to concentrate fully on the moves and helped bring me back down from the emotional high of the dreams.

Hot, sweaty, and finally tired enough to go back to sleep I headed back to the RV stopping in the bathroom to run water over my head, before returning to my bed. I finally fell back asleep while thinking about the promise I’d made to Laura in the hours before she died.

Day break found me on the way back to town to return the wagon and scaffolding; and, more importantly, to get some Anna smiles. That last part was an uncomfortable discovery given the previous night’s dream.

I pulled into Juan’s brickyard shortly after noon. Juan came out as I put on the brake and climbed down. I asked him where he wanted me to put the wagon and horses, but he waved at me, telling me to leave them right where they were. I thanked him for the rental and told him I was off for lunch as I slung my guitar over my back. I untied the horse from the back of the wagon, mounted up, and headed to the restaurant.

I was greeted with my first Anna smile in ten days, as well as a hug and the quip that her Don Quixote was back.

“I had to see my Dulcinea, to fortify myself for further battles against the evils of the world,” I replied.

Taking me over to what had become my table against the wall, she said she’d be back in a moment with coffee and lunch. Lunch turned out to be a hamburger and fries! She set them down in front of me, and told me that they were huge hits, and they often ran out of them. She also said I was expected for dinner tonight. I could live with that. As I was leaving, I asked her to take care of the guitar for me, as I had some errands to run. I would pick it up at dinner.

I left the horse with a stable boy and left to get the errands I needed done, before the end of the day.

My first stop was the woodwright’s shop, to see what he had in the way of flooring and flooring joists. I knew without a doubt that he didn’t have any flooring. Wood was expensive here, and most homes and businesses were still using packed earth floors, so there wasn’t much call for him to have flooring in stock. He did, however, have plenty of long raw cut oak in thicknesses that I could use for floor joists and floorboards. They weren’t a uniform thickness, to be sure; but with some work using my 21st century power tools, I could turn them into flooring easily enough. We worked out the measurements and added in wood dowels in a standard size for pegging the floorboards down, and he figured out a price I could live with. After I paid for the materials, I told him I’d pick it all up in three or four days.

Next, I went to Mrs. Amador. I told her that now that I’d finished building my house, I needed three pails, a water pitcher and basin, and a box for kindling and firewood.

My last stop was the barbershop for a bath, haircut and shave. When I was done and in my new clothes, I went out to find Mr. Mendoza at the table in back of the stables. He asked about the house and I told him I’d finished the stucco work and returned the wagon to Juan. I would ride out tomorrow to pick up my buckboard, and come back into town to pick up the wood for the floor I was going to put in.

He nodded his head, put down what he was working on, and turned to me with a serious expression on his face. “I need to know what your intentions toward Anna are.”

Gulp! When I recovered from the surprise of the question I said, “Well, Sir, I’d intended to talk to you about this a little further down the road, but since you’ve asked, my answer at the moment is: I don’t know. With your and Mrs. Mendoza’s permission, I’d like to spend some time with Anna, talk to her, get to know her. I’m certainly attracted to her, there’s no denying that; but I’m also confused by this situation, and by both your and Mrs. Mendoza’s attitude on whatever it is that is going on with Anna and me.”

He gave me a small frown but then asked what I meant.

“Well, Sir, it’s my understanding that it’s quite usual for a young lady in Anna’s position to be protected and sheltered from suitors, to have her marriage arranged for her by her family. Yet you and Mrs. Mendoza seem to be fine with the idea of me as a suitor. The other thing that has me confused is how everyone in your family, regardless of generation, seems to have read Don Quixote. That isn’t a readily available book out here, in my experience, limited as it might be. Throw those two things in with my not being able to visit town more than a few days at a time, four or five times a year for the next three years or so, and I think you begin to see my confusion. Even if I was head over heels in love with Anna and wanted to marry her today, I’m not in a position to support a wife and family just yet and probably won’t be for quite a while.”

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Hii Guys…. I’m back with my new incident which is happened in previous month. First of all I would like to thank to my all ISS readers, who reads my previous story “real love making with sister” and appreciate my work. I got many feedbacks for my previous story. I hope you all will like this also. Pichle story k liye mere pass bahut saare logo k messages aaye… ar unme se jo sabse special thi vo thi kashish Sharma. Ussi ki vajh se aaj me apni next story likne jaa raha hu.   Maine aap sabko...

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My Descent Into Subliminals ndash Chapter 9

My Descent Into Subliminals – Chapter 9 – Chad’s RewardI followed the girls out into the hallway as they headed to the second guest bedroom.If I didn’t already have a Viagra fueled hard on, the sight of their three asses swaying down the hallway would have given me one.As we went into the bedroom, I noticed the DVD had finished playing and Chad was still secured to the bed with his cock swelled in his cage.Tricia said, “Has my little slave been a good boy and not cum?”Chad was still gagged and...

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My First Incest Relation With Cousin Elder Sister 8211 Part 2

A big thanks and tight hug to all my story readers for their overwhelming likes, personal messages (hangouts) and email. Your appreciations gave me a kick to write the next part of incest with Ritu (cousin elder sister). I would suggest that you read the first part before continuing this one. So beginning with the session directly. After our first sex on the terrace, we came to our rooms and slept very relaxingly. Next day, I saw her when I came for breakfast. Ritu was glowing with full of...

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TrenchCoatX Eva Lovia SunLit

Eva Lovia is stunningly beautiful, one might say. She has a very touchable quality that makes you want to put your hands in her hair and on her hips. In this episode we wrote a scene around that girlfriend quality she has—she makes you want to pull her in close, as opposed to a lot of the more removed scenarios that create a disconnect or ulterior motive between partners.I have always loved make up sex because it is charged with feeling. It is said that horror movies are your best bet if you...

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Victory Lap Part 1

Indy had been her father’s daughter since birth. Being the youngest of four daughters her dad had his fingers crossed she would be a son but instead they were blessed by another baby girl. Her dad admitted defeat and chose the name Indy for the infant. Being the car fanatic he was he thought it fitting to name the child after the car race that visited the city annually that him and his father went to every year. For the first 14 years of her life, Indy was the tomboy type. Her father pushed...

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I Really Love My Chubby Little Sister

100% fiction! Jonathan Riley, Johnnie to all his family and friends, had just come in from a run. He’s seventeen and on summer vacation between his junior and senior years of high school. He’s a wrestler on the school team and tries to stay in shape year round; it’s easier than having to sweat off weight during the season. Johnnie is 6 feet tall and weighs 150 pounds. And right now he’s tired and sweaty. All he wants is a shower. Johnnie has a 18 year old sister, Jennifer. As he climbed the...

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TRAINING WHEELS

It was a difficult thing for Buffy, watching her friends suffer. Her entire life had been about protecting people and preventing as much harm as possible. She'd always done her job very well, but all of her years as a slayer didn't help in any way when it came to mending a broken heart.When Willow broke up with Kennedy the first time, Buffy and Xander swarmed to her side and stayed with her for two days, helping her get over the post-breakup blues. They ate ice cream and pizza and reminisced...

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Auntie Amanda Receives a Gift

It was 3:15PM. Amanda was driving home from work. She had been staying with her older s****r Beth for the last few months while looking for an apartment. Beth was divorced, living alone except for her teenage son Doug. She was always gone very early to her job and never got back before 6:30. With Amanda’s shorter hours, she was the one to make Doug his cereal and see him off to school. And they often ran into each other in the afternoons if each were around the house. As she drove home to...

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White Couple 1st BBC

This is 100% true names changed of course. A little about us I am 27 white male 6’1 250 tatted up, blonde man bun, big beard & baby blue eyes. Becky is a 25 white female 5’6 150 long curly brown hair, 36D, perfect round ass & full perfect lips. We have been together for 3 years. about 6 months ago after we had sex we was talking about sexual fantasies & things that had happen. Becky told me that she lost her virginity to a black guy which instantly got me rock hard. We talked more about it. She...

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i was about 33 years old and worked in a consulting firm for already some years. one of the woman working there Mary was in her mid fourties and seemed quite conventional but we got along really well. we used to chat a lot over msn when i needed something from her or just for fun.. i cant remember how but over the time our chats got more flirting and we started to hint things we would do to each other. but as we where both married and went right home after work it just seemed a little flirt...

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My Second ChanceChapter 42 Book 1 The New Normal

At lunch, I don’t even get to sit, and Dahlia is asking, “What is this we are hearing about an army coming in with you this morning.” Kim cuts in, “Ya, and why are the Barton guys following us around?” “The ‘army,’ as you put it, was the Army, Navy and RCMP letting the school know that our wellbeing is a matter of national security. The Barton guys are our bodyguards. From now on, when we are at school or cycling as a group, they will be following us. I will always have a couple of them...

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Elated and Disgusted

Being a horny bloke like most twentysomethings when I wasn't fucking I was jacking which meant I would hit the adult bookstore and video booths every once in a while. One day I go in strip naked like I normally did and start jerking. After a few minutes the light from the video in the dark booth illuminates a glory hole.I hear a voice say come closer. I move over closer to give a better view. Then the voice says stick your cock through. Feeling adventurous I do. (My first thought was what...

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How I met my fuckbuddy

It was a while back when I had my first gay experience with a friend of mine. I loved it already and wanted consistently more. However, the inevitable had happened: my friend broke up the relationship. So, there I was, constantly horny and searching for a new boyfriend. But where I come from, gay guys are hard to come by. One day I was alone at home chillin' out and searching on the internet when I found a dutch chatsite. By my curiosity I entered the chat. Hundreds of guys chatting... Old,...

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Lady CharlotteChapter 2

There were no finer women in the county than Lady Charlotte’s twin daughters. Men would have sought out the girls if it hadn’t been for Lord Henry. He was very overprotective of his girls, no man ever having the privilege of even a kiss. The closest the men would come would be a dance, but with the eyes of Lord Henry following them closely they dare not let their hands stray. Jenna and Anna were twins, but their personalities couldn’t have been more different. Anna the prim and proper, Jenna...

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Bad Teacher Ch 03

Disclaimer: All characters in this story are of legal age. Chapter 3: Ryan talks Carmen into continuing their affairThe next morning I waited in my room and when I heard some noise from the kitchen I promptly walked into the kitchen. Here I found Carmen with a cup of coffee and a really hangdog look on her face. She was wearing a sleeveless white and black mosaic print dress covering her up from just above her knees too just under her throat. But while it look sophisticated on her, it couldn't...

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393 Skool days

393 Skool daysThis all happened back in 1974 when Sue got caught smoking at dinnertime at school, she was sent to the school office, the teacher saying she would check she had reported herself after the break. Before I go on, I must explain her name is Sue and she`s a short chubby little maid of shall we say middle age, who I`ve known for a while on here, she has lesbian tendencies nowadays, though that matters not in this tale, and at the time this is set she was just14, and a naive puppy fat...

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Charlotte in a Shower of RainChapter 5

It was early afternoon on the Sunday when I woke up to find my arms wrapped around Charlotte’s soft body, her firm buttocks pressed into my crotch. The house was generally still, except for the unmistakeable sound of Ellie in a state of orgasm, the sound coming from the next room. As I lay there listening, Charlotte stirred in my arms, rolled over and slipped her tongue into my mouth and we kissed gently for a few minutes. Then she said, “She is such a noisy lover!” and we laughed. I took...

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A Night in Frankfurt

Many years ago, fifty-five to be exact. I was a young GI stationed outside of Frankfurt, Germany. It was a common practice to go into the city with a bunch of friends for a night of drinking and strip shows. Traipsing up and down Kaiserstrasse was always a hoot.One night, after being in country about five weeks I asked for and got an overnight pass. I figured I was a big boy and could handle a night on my own. After finding a reasonably priced bed for the night, I hit the bars. I was enjoying...

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GoddessChapter 14 Seduction

[SESSION CONDUCTED BY RANGER JACQUELINE F] WITNESS: Oh, it's you. I remember you from when we arrived that first morning last week. You were on duty. You were the one my friends came to after Harry carried me off? I didn't know that. This is going to get pretty personal, OK? Is that all right? OK, here goes. This never happened to me before. I want to make that clear. I don't mean the abduction. That hadn't ever happened to me, either. I mean what happened later. I know I said it...

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JudgementsChapter 89

"I think I had a breakthrough with Marcus!" Yvonne's excitement drew a smile from the two girls as they entered the door. "Oh?" Hope asked as she threw her jacket towards the coat hooks. Shawna caught it and ferried it the rest of the way. "What happened?" "I came back. I didn't realise he was here, so I got out my guitar to practice," she explained, pushing up her floppy sleeves as she followed them into the kitchen. "He came out of your room - didn't say a word - pushing his...

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Last Weekend

By: Dineshk88 I wanted to share this with you eagerly last weekend my wife Anitha planned for a session suddenly and didn’t even disclose it to me that she had invited her ex boss from Mumbai! Her ex-boss is Mr. Raman pulikel and he is about 43 yrs old a mixture of Mallu and Delhiite, he was into advertising but later started his own business in Mumbai. Anitha had worked in his team and liked his macho mustache And his deep penetrating voice with a 6 foot tall figure and a bear like hairy...

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Carrying OnChapter 23

"So how did you do it?" Rob asked. Bryan shot him a questioning look as he took another spade full of dirt from the hole beneath them both and added it to the pile on his side. "Do what?" Bryan queried, not quite sure what he was being asked. "Build all this," Rob gestured around him. "The house, the barns, the walls..." he dropped for a moment. "It's like you built everything out of nothing. You said yourself there's not much money tied up in any of it." "There's not,"...

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Friday Night MILF ClubChapter 3

We finally pulled up into my driveway. I put my shoes on, got out, and went up to the front door and unlocked it. It took us about 25 minutes to sort out Brian’s belongings and bring them into the house. We went to the kitchen, and I went to the fridge and took out two beers and a chilled bottle of white wine. I handed the beers to the boys and poured wine for Emily and me. Brian sat at the kitchen table, and Robby stood by the counter with me. Emily stood by Brian with her hand on his...

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Au Pair Mdchen in Stony Harbor

Die achtzehnjährige Julia ist schon ganz aufgeregt, als sie zum ersten Mal in ihrem Leben amerikanischen Boden betritt. Sie freut sich schon auf ihren sechswöchigen Aufenthalt in den USA und auf ihre Arbeit als Au Pair – Mädchen bei einer amerikanischen Familie in dem schicken Badeort Stony Harbor. Vor wenigen Wochen ist Julia auf der Suche nach einem Ferienjob im Internet ganz zufällig auf die sehr professionell wirkende Stellenanzeige einer „E&I Au pair Agentur“ gestoßen und hat nach nur...

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Too Many SecretsChapter 7

“Well, Matti, that was a delicious meal. Thank you for preparing it for me. It marks a first for me. It’s the first time that I’ve ever eaten something that I caught myself.” Dawn laughed and added, “I haven’t even grown something simple, like herbs. It’s a unique feeling, knowing that I had a hand in it. Hopefully I’ll be able to do that more often in the future.” Matti and Dawn had just finished their supper. Matti had prepared a simple meal of fried potatoes, pan fried pickerel fillets...

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Innocent wife pt 2

This story is the second about the times I and my friends were able to talk my wife Anita into playing a strip card game. Contrary to the beliefs of some of the odder people who comment on similar stories I have no problems with my own sexual prowess or equipment, I just get a buzz out of other men seeing my wife naked, watching them seduce her, and encouraging her to broaden her experience and enjoy her sexuality. We were in our late 20's married about 2 years and living in Kent. Anita is a...

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Christmas party games

It was 10 days before Christmas and my wife was invited to her coworkers party. As hard as I tried to opt out of it, my wife would not let me off the hook. She said she was told it was a couples party and there was no way she was going alone. My wife is in her early twenties and has a nice thick ass and not too bad up top. Her ass is definitely her best feature. My wife works for a marketing firm and from the looks of it they all seem to be doing well. The cars outside were a few Mercedes, a...

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BlackAmbush Kinsley Kane 06272021

Today’s Ambush might not seem fresh to those of you familiar with the sexy Kinsley Kane. She’s been in the industry now for 9 months or so you say? But you know the special thing about this video is even though it’s been some time since this was shot, the fact remains that this was her 2nd sex on camera and shot the day after her 1st sex on camera at ExCoGi. There’s just something special about capturing a young girl’s milestones in life with “moving pictures,”...

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