Depth of Depravity
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We dance tango because we have secrets
- M.C.L.
“How was school today?”
Heather laughed. “Are you kidding? I didn’t go.”
“Really? Why not?”
“Didn’t feel like it.”
“So you just didn’t go?” I asked incredulously.
“Why bother? I felt like lying around, thinking of what a great weekend we just had. So I had a great day, actually! School will still be there tomorrow. It can wait. Thinking of the weekend couldn’t!”
“It was pretty amazing,” I agreed.
“Now we’re back to phone calls,” she added sadly.
“I know.”
“How was your first day back?” she asked.
“Ugh. It sucked.”
“See? You should’ve just stayed home,” she said with a giggle.
“Maybe I will next time. I got loaded up with assignments today, and I was busy until after dinner.”
“That sucks.”
“We have a science project due in a couple of weeks, plus I’m way behind reading the book for English class. I have to write a report by Friday.”
“What’s the book?”
“I have no idea,” I admitted, wincing at the thought.
“It’s only Monday,” Heather reminded me.
“Yeah, but she assigned our next English project today. We have to do a biography of someone.”
“Ooh, who are you going to pick? Me?”
“I wish. I have to pick someone in the community, whatever that means. Like a police officer, teacher, business owner, something like that.”
“Could be interesting.”
“Eh.”
“Are you rehearsing this week for the party?”
“Yeah, probably just Saturday, though. We’re all pretty busy this week. Still, me and Lara will play a bit every night, if we can.”
“How is it, playing with Lara?” Heather asked.
“It’s fine.”
“Okay.”
“I mean, it’s no big deal. She sings, I play.”
“I know. I just was wondering what it was like. I know how close you two are. Must be fun to make music together!”
“Honestly, I haven’t even thought about it much. And ... I guess it’s been a bit different lately.”
“What do you mean?”
“She’s with Pete.”
“And what’s that got to do with anything?”
“She’s busy with him, and, I don’t know. She’s been a bit different lately. Things change when you have a boyfriend or girlfriend, I guess.”
“Or not,” she countered.
“Or not?”
“Why should they?”
“What do you mean?”
“Just that you and Lara could still be close without it having to do with Pete. Or me, even.”
I contemplated. “I know. Still, for some reason, she’s been a bit different. I think we’re just getting older, finding our own space. That kind of thing.”
“That’s cool. I was just wondering.”
“Well, I need to get some more homework done, so I should go.”
“Anything else to tell me?” she hinted.
“Anything else? Hmm...”
I picked up the stiff envelope addressed to Martin’s Fish Market that was sitting on my desk. My mom was going to drop it off at the post office in the morning, sending it by express mail. I had already given her the money.
“No, not really,” I said, smiling broadly but keeping its expression from touching my voice.
“Okay. How many times have you looked through the Trilogy pictures?” she asked.
“But...” I paused. “Oh, Trilogy. None, actually. I’ve been way too busy. I’m hoping to have a look this week, though.”
“Really? I thought you’d want to see that last set you never got to.”
Wow, a hint. This was rare!
“Oh, I do. Maybe Wednesday I’ll have some time.” I fought to keep my voice serious and disinterested.
“I better let you go then, if you’re that busy!” she finished. “Talk tomorrow?”
“Def.”
It was hard to be away from her again. The wild high of the Thanksgiving weekend was making the coming weeks seem depressingly low. Still, there were a few things to look forward to, so I flipped open my books and tried to stay ahead of the wave of work that was going to close out the calendar year. Heather would be here for a few days around New Year’s Eve, so I had to do my best to keep from having any work to do when she arrived.
“How’s your project going?” I asked Shannon, as she fell in beside me on the way to our photography class.
“I took the mic stand into town and put it in different places.” She didn’t sound very satisfied.
“And? Get anything good?”
“Maybe,” she said evasively. “I’m still working on it. I guess you need it back?”
“Maybe for rehearsal this week. We need to practice a bit for the party on Saturday. Are you still up for going?”
Shannon grinned. “I have to go. It’s going to be the last photo of my project!”
“Cool. Thanks again for driving me down to the river yesterday.”
“No sweat. I was glad to help. Although I have to say I’m really interested in seeing your pictures now!”
“I know. Sorry I made you wait in the car for that long, but...”
But I had to masturbate on top of a big rock!
“I understand. I’m not letting you see my shots either!”
I grinned as we took our seats in class. Jane was setting up some photos, but before I could study them, Shannon leaned in close and whispered in my ear.
“What are you doing on the fifteenth?”
“I don’t know, what day is that?” I replied.
“Saturday.”
“Nothing at the moment, I guess.”
“I’ll understand if you say no, but I wanted to see if you wanted to go to a ballet.”
“A ballet? Like at a theatre?”
“Yeah.”
“With you?”
Shannon smiled. “Sort of. I’ll be dancing. But Clara and my folks will be going too. You don’t have to sit with them, though.”
“Yeah, I guess I could probably go. Are you going to dance that thing you did in the studio for the photo shoot?”
Shannon shook her head. “No, it’s a Nutcracker performance, with a conservatory in Albany.”
“Nice! Do you go there for classes too?”
“I don’t, but Clara knows the director of this school, so I’m allowed to audition for parts in their shows.”
Jane announced the start of class, so I whispered into Shannon’s ear.
“Nice. I’ll come, but I don’t know how I’d get there.”
Shannon rolled her eyes. “You can bum a ride with me, as long as you don’t mind going a little early.”
I grinned. “Sounds good to me.”
Heather was extremely pleased when I talked to her on Wednesday night. “Wow, you really had me fooled!” she exclaimed. “I was thinking that you hadn’t even looked in the shoe box yet and then the pictures showed up, like magic!”
I looked over at the flat stone that she’d used to weigh down the paper bag. I’d put it on my dresser, displaying it like a natural trophy. “I’m catching on to you, I guess,” I said happily.
“Good pics, too. Putting the heels into the shot of you holding the boulder picture on the bed was a nice touch.”
“Thanks. I did that one at the last minute.”
“Awesome. I can’t wait until class on Friday!”
“Are you going to show them all?”
“I don’t know yet. I’ve printed a bunch, now I need to see what goes well together. Definitely the one at the swings, the bikes, the one on the fish counter—”
“That came out good?”
“Amazingly good! Weird, but cool. Oh, and wait until you see the catwalk one. Spotlights on! And I like the one of the couch, of course, where you’re cleaning. The three you sent me will be nice because it’s obviously not Montauk. Not sure about the steps at your aunt’s house.”
“Yeah, that was pretty weak of me.”
“The one from your room at your aunt’s house is a fun shot, but I don’t think I want it in there. It’s pretty clear that it’s a sex picture.”
I laughed. “You don’t want anyone to know, then?”
“I don’t care about that, but I don’t like it when things are in your face that much. That one is too obvious. The others could be anything, but come on. A picture of messy sheets, discarded clothes, and the heels? It’s been done a million times.”
“It was what it looked like after we finished, though.”
“I know. But anyway, that’s why we had lots of sex last weekend! So I could have options to choose from!”
“I’m suddenly feeling used again.”
“Sorry!” She giggled. “I won’t put you through that ever again. No more sex.”
“Actually, never mind, I’m not feeling used anymore.”
Heather just laughed.
Saturday arrived with remarkable speed. Band rehearsals and fresh stacks of homework competed with frequent phone conversations with Heather to dissolve the weekdays away.
“So what exactly is the story tonight?” Lara asked me, after the guys had packed up our band gear from the guest cabin and driven off.
“You’re sleeping over at Alice’s. I’m staying at Brian’s.”
“I thought it was Bruno’s.”
“I changed it. Easier to meet everyone there.”
“Okay. And how am I getting from Alice to Brian’s house?” she asked. “I’m not walking all that way in the cold.”
“We’ll come pick you up.”
“All right. Hopefully the moms won’t notice that your guitars and stuff are gone.”
“Doubt they’d come up here. Besides, the vocal amp is still here, and I can always just say Carl took my stuff because we’re rehearsing at his house tomorrow.”
“Cool. I am a little worried about what we’re doing, I have to say.”
I looked at her. “Really? Why?”
She shrugged. “We’re going pretty far away, Matt. Who knows what kind of party this is going to be? I just hope things turn out all right.”
“It’ll be fine,” I said, although I had to admit that I wasn’t without anxiety myself. “I bet we have a blast.”
Lara sighed. “I’m also worried about singing.”
“Okay, that’s definitely one thing we should not be worrying about.”
“First real show,” she said simply. “I’ve never done it before.”
“You’re going to kill it.”
“If you say so.”
As twilight was beginning to descend in the mountains, Melissa drove us to Alice’s house, where Lara popped out with her backpack. A short time later, I was at Brian’s. Since Brian’s older brother Craig was going to the party along with a couple of his friends, we ended up having plenty of vehicles. When Shannon showed up, she and I left to pick up Lara and Alice, while the rest of the guys loaded our equipment into the bed of Craig’s pickup truck and took off for Jonah’s house.
I was a ball of nervous energy by now. Thoughts of the show’s reception by the crowd fought with images of Alana in my head. I kept repeating to myself that there was no way she would be there and that the band would do just fine. I vowed that there would be no repeat of either the Esopus or the talent show auditions.
Shannon noticed my quiet. “Earth to Matt.”
“Huh? Sorry, did you say something?”
“I asked how your project was going?”
“Oh, sorry. I was thinking about the show. Um, yeah, it’s going. I think I just need to develop my shots. I took a bunch of pictures in Montauk over Thanksgiving.”
“What was your object?”
“Uh, a pair of shoes.”
“Nice. Can’t wait to see what you came up with this time.”
“Me too,” I said evenly.
“What’s the plan tonight?” she asked.
“I don’t know. What time do you have to be home?”
“No particular time,” she said. “I told my folks I was staying at a friend’s house.”
I laughed. “I think everyone in the whole town is staying at each other’s houses. Hopefully no parents decide tonight is a good night to catch up on the phone. But I guess we’ll play our set and then we can head back up here.”
“Okay. I just don’t want to drive too late, you know.”
“Yeah, that’s cool. You let me know when it’s time to head out. Even, I think we have enough seats that if you took Alice and Lara back, I could still get a ride back with someone else.”
“I’m not going to leave you stranded!” Shannon exclaimed.
“You won’t. I don’t want you getting in trouble if it gets late.”
“Same here. And I’m not sure I’d want you to be riding with any of those guys later tonight.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right,” I admitted.
We pulled into Alice’s driveway and the two girls slid into the back seat.
“Ready to party?” Lara exclaimed.
I grinned. “Sounds like you are. Feeling better?”
“Now I am!”
The drive down was a bit tricky even with a map, but we managed to find the massive stone entrance that was blanketed by an overgrown thicket of vines. The iron gates, blacker than the night, invited us in. As the driveway wound up through the trees, we were all quiet. There was a bit of grandeur to the place, and yet we caught glimpses of ruin as well. As the colossal house came into view, we started seeing cars parked haphazardly on the lawns to either side of the long driveway.
“Damn, there’s more than a few people here,” Lara remarked.
“Yeah,” I agreed. I didn’t know if that was good or bad.
Up ahead, I made out Craig’s truck, parked near the side of the giant house.
“I think they’re up there, unloading. Maybe we can squeeze in along side?”
Shannon shook her head. “I think I’m going to park down closer to the gates. If this clearing fills up, I don’t want to get locked in here. I’ll drop you off and then go park. Can you take my camera, Matt?”
“Sure, I’ll grab your stuff.”
We exited Shannon’s car, pulling our coats tight against the chilly air. The night was crystal clear, letting the unusually bright evening sky prick our eyes with a variety of singular colors.
“What’s up guys?” I called. Carl and the rest of them greeted us.
“Almost loaded every thing in,” he said. “Just need to grab my bass drum and your amp.”
“Let’s do it. How’s the place?”
“You’re going to shit your pants,” Carl said with a grin.
“Why?”
“It’s fucking ridiculous in there, man!”
I stepped into a dark hallway, pushing my amp along on its wheels. Lara was in front of me, following Carl and his bass drum. After a short walk past a dark kitchen of some sort, the passage opened up into another hallway. The sound of clamoring people and thumping music at the far end of the hall grew louder. Then Lara emerged into the great room.
“Holy shit!” she cried. I barely caught it above the din. Once I passed the threshold, I took one look around and then caught Lara’s glance as she turned to me. There was a moment of fearful incredulity.
Then we grinned at each other. The great room – for it couldn’t really be called anything else – was practically a small concert hall. Giant windows that overlooked some invisible outdoor vista formed the semi-circular backdrop of our stage area. Jonah had set up a P.A. system, through which recorded music was pumping out into the room. Several lighting trees plastered the walls with vibrant patterns that tracked to the beat of the music. Overlooking this performance area was a wide-open floor that was filling with people. A second floor balcony flew over the space, accessed by a curved staircase along one side of the great room. The balcony also supported a number of people milling about, holding plastic cups, smoking, and generally having a good time. Some of them watched the band setup with interest, while others were carrying on with their friends. For an instant, an image of the room packed to the hilt with screaming people made me shiver. Then I turned as someone tapped my shoulder.
“Good to see you, man,” Jonah said into my ear.
I shook his hand, returning the greeting.
“This is crazy!” I yelled.
He made a dismissive face. “This is nothing, bro. It’s still early!”
I shook my head in disbelief as he led me to the area that was cleared for our band to set up in. After I placed my amp in a good spot, Jonah pointed to a large cooler.
“Band fridge with a bunch of beers,” he indicated.
He looked around and then waved someone over. A cute blonde girl with a Goth look sidled up to Jonah and gave me a polite smile with her black-painted lips. Her lively eyes were set in a bed of deep shadows. Jonah introduced me to her.
“Miss Ellie is here to take care of the band,” he explained. “If you want anything, just ask one of us. We’ll take care of you. You name it. Tequila, scotch, wine, pot, blow, chicks, you just say the word and we’ll get it for you.”
I nodded, wondering how much of his list was truly accessible. Do we really have someone waiting on us?
“Cool. This is going to be awesome,” I said, trying not to sound too awed.
“Most definitely. You guys play as long as you want. And, I still wouldn’t mind sitting in on a song or two!”
“Do you have your guitar set up?”
He nodded, indicating a rig that was on the other end of the stage area. “I have a monitor speaker set up for Lara,” he explained. “I already showed the guys where the power is and stuff, so I’ll let you do your thing. Help yourself to anything.”
Jonah wandered off, slipping into a group of three girls passing a joint just in time to grab a hit.
“Do you need anything, sir?” Miss Ellie asked.
I smiled, savoring her English accent. Did she really just call me ‘sir’?
“Nah, I’ll grab a beer in a sec. Is that your real name?”
“I am Miss Ellie,” she deferred.
“Nice. I think we’ll be pretty easy to deal with, so just have a good time and enjoy the music.”
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Lara wore the most priceless look as I approached a campsite that was now occupied by three extra girls. Alana greeted me warmly, that same honest smile on her face. For a second I imagined I had x-ray vision, since I could easily strip away her short shorts and form-fitting tank top to imagine her in her translucent underwear. Then I put the thought out of my head. Things were awkward for a bit, but once I reminded everyone that we were all hungry, we got to work. Sophie unpacked a paper...
If I’d learned the meaning of ‘stoned’ the previous evening, then the morning’s vocabulary lesson was ‘cottonmouth’. Except for this sensation, though, I felt surprisingly good as I stretched into a seated position. Lara was still locked in a deep slumber, her lower body submerged in her bag. Her awkward sprawl made her seem dead. Before I could check, she shifted to a more natural position. I looked at my watch, astonished to see how late it was. So much for fishing at dawn. Then again, I...
As we prepared dinner, Alana and her friends pulled up in their car on their way out of the campground. Alana expressed her jealousy at missing the impending meal, Megan griped about the hour, Alana rolled her eyes as she waved one last time, and then they drove off. Just like that, I knew I’d never see her again. There was a feeling of deep relief to that realization. Even if I’d done nothing wrong, I didn’t think it was wise to keep pushing the boundaries. If I made a mistake, I’d never...
I was aware of an engine rumbling near my head, but I ignored it, half-asleep. A car door opened and closed, punctuating the ever-present sounds of nature. My mom’s voice floated through the morning air, finally triggering a return to consciousness. “Matt, Lara? Don’t tell me you’re still sleeping?” Melissa called out. I peeled apart my desiccated lips, finding it hard to croak out an acknowledgement. “Hgghh...” “Oh, no! Are you sick?” I cleared my throat and spoke more normally. “No....
A couple of days after leaving Aunt Beth the phone message, she finally called back. Fortuitously, I happened to answer. “Hi, Matt. How are you? I got your call.” “I’m doing good. Find anything?” I asked, keeping my voice neutral. “I did. You left a couple of rolls on the desk.” I breathed a sigh of relief. “Cool. I thought maybe I lost them!” “Do you want me to give them to Heather for you?” “Uh, sure—actually, no, wait. Can you send them to me instead?” I winced, hoping she’d agree...
“The CD comes with nude pictures!” Pete exclaimed, grinning broadly as he held the photos tight. “Give me that!” I blurted out, snatching them from his hand. I felt heat rapidly rising to my head. For a moment, there was confusion on Pete’s face. Then it changed to amusement. “Wait, are those yours? Holy shit, I thought they came with the album!” My mind raced as I stared at the pictures, keeping them turned away from my friends. How the hell did these get into Pete’s hands? I looked at...
When my husband left for his first tour, I was working for a credit union. The tellers pretty much were split between the teller line and the drive thru. Don’t know what really kept the two sides separate, but that’s the way it was. Anyway, out in the drive thru it was me, Traci, Alicia and Brian. Things were normal for the first month or so until one day Traci, Brian and I were in the drive thru and we were playing a modified form of truth or dare ... well, there wasn’t much in the dare column...
My brother’s plan was naughty. Mom drove me. She was part of the plan. She was a busty delight, wearing a low-cut blouse today that showed off her tits that were just as big as mine. I took after her. She hummed as she drove us into downtown Sacramento for our hotel tryst with Mrs. Armstrong. I clutched my new purse on my lap as I squirmed on the passenger seat. A writhe of excitement and nervousness swept through me. There was a lot riding on this. At the minimum, we had to get Mrs....
I woke up in his bed, remembering i slept with Mike my neighbor after he turn me into a cock lover''hey morning Alex, slept well?''''yeah i do''''i bet you did i came 3 time in your cute ass ''he took me in his arm and kissed me , i felt it hard , on my belly , his big cock , the thing i never thought i would love so much''mmmmm Alex ''my hands rubbing his balls then his cocki love his big cock, i love touching him and feel him getting bigger ''you gonna make me hard baby , you want daddy bbc...
Flat No. 201 Varsha’s husband had passed away 3 years ago and she didn’t have any child while Vaishali’s husband stayed in UAE for work purposes and used to visit them every six months. After Varsha’s husband passed away, she started living with her younger sister as both were alone. Both Varsha and Vaishali were working women. Vaishali’s son Vineet was in his college. One morning when Vaishali was getting ready for work and Varsha was still not ready: Vaishali – Kya hua di? Varsha – Kal ka...
IncestI lie completely naked on a chaise lounge with my legs spread wide apart and raised in the air to give my 16- year old son a good view of my sexually aroused pussy glistening with moisture. At the same time, my daughter’s 15-year old boy friend stands over my head with his wonderful youthful cock in his hand, jerking himself off and rubbing his cock all over my face as he does so. My son holds my legs up with one hand while excitedly jamming the fist of his other hand up and down...
Somehow, all of them made it thru the play without a massive meltdown. There was even a scene at the end where Cris and Missy’s characters made out, and she approached it with gusto, which surprised Cris. What surprised him even more was when she groped his cock with the hand that was hidden from the audience by her flowing dress. His mind whirled in confusion as he tried to figure out what she was up to. When the curtain fell at last, Cris hurried to change and try to find Missy. He spotted...
It was a hot sultry afternoon. One of those humid, balmy sort of days that we occasionally get in England during the summer. There was no a trace of a breeze to be found at all. The air hung like a veil in the sky. You could slice through it with a knife. Even the birds were having a day off. It was also one of those pleasing days for blokes, as the ladies wear less clothing and more revealing outfits than usual as it was so hot. In the carriage of the train it was even hotter. Few of the...
Nia and her husband Rob are pretty kinky. Nia has an insatiable appetite for sex. She’s like a tiger. And when you buy a tiger, you have to find all sorts of ways to keep feeding it. Nia loves being railed by her husband’s big dick and he likes watching her get fucked by other guys, especially knowing that at the end of the day he’s still doing it best. One way Nia likes to invite strangers into her holes is by calling various repair men over and seducing them. Today Cyrus came over to fix the...
xmoviesforyouAs with so many things in my life, there was no way this could be as easy as it seemed it was going to be. For all of her maturity, Emily was still a teenager. For all my good intentions, I was still a man with little or no direction in my life. And with all of the other, Susan was, of course, still Susan. The revelation that I was waiting for her to realize I was the guy for her seemed to open her eyes to me. Or, maybe Susan thought she could show Emily just what I jerk I could be if she...
08:00 Mum and Dad had another blazing row last night. I just knew that would mean I wouldn't get any sleep again. Sure enough, about 2am I heard their old bed creaking as Dad started to apologize... I know his method. I've seen him use it on Rose. He's very persistent. He gently uses his mouth and tongue until his lady weakens and he can get his head between her legs. Mum sounded happy anyway.09:00 I was feeling really horny after hearing my Mum and Dad's lovemaking for most of the night. I...
Holding Violette’s right leg, Lucas positioned his penis and penetrated it straight to the end. Violette was ready, so she just let out a little moan. “What’s it? That’s it?” “No, I’m just going to warn you that at the beginning I’m not going to use any techniques, I’m just going to push and push non-stop.” “Less talk, more action.” Lucas smiled to see how anxious she was but said nothing. At first, he moved slowly, to get used to it, while still lifting her right leg, but over time, he...
Friday in the Reed house was very exciting for all three of its residents. Maria had another date with Mr. Forest, while Brook and Will were both going to go to a party with Lynn and Blane that night, and like all parties Lynn and Blane went to, there was bound to be the usual drugs, booze, sex, and other fun illegal things. Outside of the Reed house, Haley and Pierce were going on a date that night, their first one in over two weeks. Pierce was nervous, though he and Will had gotten...
"I've got to get home and get some sleep. I've gotta work tomorrow," Patti said. "Call in sick." "I can't do that! Those kids are depending on me! The place is shorthanded as it is! Staff members have to show up and do the job!" "Then go to work sleepy," I said. "We're going hash this out, tonight. Right now." We were both on the couch, but we weren't touching. I was way to the left, and Patti was way to the right. There was room for a whole 'nother couple between us -- if...
Tuesday meant more classes and another session in the library with Lori to go over our project. We chatted about our classes in general, the upcoming holiday break, and of course, work. When I told her about Paul and Becky, she raised her eyebrows, an evil grin on her face. ‘Sounds like Beverly was trying to punish you again. She figured the girl on girl would be hell for you.’ I grinned back. ‘Yeah, licking pussy, how horrible.’ She gave me a playful shove, drawing a glare from a nearby...
III I had been in Australia for eight months and been living in St. Kilda for six. Being unattached and on the lookout for female company, one Saturday night I met Elizabeth. She arrived at the Austrian Ski Club at the Upper Esplanade in the company of a younger woman that I had seen before.As in all these continental clubs, tables could not be booked. The staff took later arrivals to wherever seats were still vacant, or chairs could be squeezed in. It just happened that Elizabeth and her...
First TimeSchool had started. The good thing was that Warren was now with license and with car-his mom's old minivan, to be precise--so he didn't have to take the bus anymore. He drove in. With him was a friend, David Linnet. Warren had met David on the bus last year, and they had occasionally chatted on the phone or done something together. David was only a sophomore-and Warren a senior, now-but Warren never worried about stuff like that. He liked Dave. When he mentioned to Dave that he was going...
"I'm a little old to be banished to summer camp," I said to Spike. Spike was my best friend, had been since I was eight. "I mean, I'm fifteen." I was sitting on a branch in an old apple tree, the last one in the orchard. I had my back propped against the tree trunk. She was lying on the branch below me. Spike said, "Wish my folks would send me to camp, Kip." Her real name was Danica, but I never called her that, just like she never called me Clifford. "Yeah," I said. "Right. For...
Simonds drove in a state of near panic. It took all of his self- control not to accelerate wildly when he saw two patrol cars scream past him going the other way. He watched the flashing lights vanish into the distance. He wondered if they were heading to Quince's house. Whatever the case, he had to dump the car as soon as possible. He was now heavily implicated in the murder of eight policemen and Quince's thugs who had replaced them. Despite the misgivings he had about taking the virus,...
Having spent Friday night together, thirty-three-year-old Richard Moran and his sixty-year-old cleaning lady Margaret Leech wasted little time in arranging another lovemaking session.On Sunday, Richard phoned Margaret. "I can't stop thinking about you. When can we get together again?" he asked."I can't stop thinking about you either. When do you suggest?" she replied."Well you are working here on Tuesday so how about spending Monday night here so that you are ready for work bright and early?"...
MatureWould love you to come over and let me fuck your tight holes hard! I want to bend you over my desk (at home) my strong arms holding you down you cannot move you can feel my thick cock sticking in your back I push your short skirt up showing that tight ass and wet pussy slowly I begin to rub your pussy lips with my cock parting them I push deep inside you! You squirm don’t move you slut I say! I want to fuck all your holes! I begin to pound your pussy making you cry out my thick cock...
It was Sunday and i was outside minding my own buisness doing the garden when i seen my next door neighbour shagging the plumber. i thought hey up am having some off this like. so a went inside and got the video camera, AS You DO, then i creeped up to the window and what i saw was unreal she had all her friends round in the dining room watching as they stroked each others pussy's. i thought i was dreaming so i went and got the wife to have a look. a shouted ''darling come and have a look at...
This happened when I was still in High School. I dated this girl named Tiffany for a few months. I got her hooked on me in every way possible. When ever I wanted to have sex she would be willing. After we stopped dating, we still continued to have sex. After a while we kinda stopped. I started to date a new girl and she was not as good. Well me and the new girl broke up. I still wanted to be with her, but I pushed her away. Anyway, one day I asked Tiffany to hang out and talk about what I was...
At twenty one years of age I finally got what most people get when they turn sixteen, a car. Seeing as I've lived in bigger cities ever since leaving home I have never really needed one until now. A white Pontiac, it wasn't brand new or anything but I loved it anyhow. My first few weeks back behind the wheel were exciting, I could come and go as I pleased without having to plan my whole day around the bus schedule or getting rides from friends. I had forgotten what freedom felt like and I...
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