Bobby Linda
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There was a cup of a mud-like substance Claudia insisted was made of quality hand-picked, freshly-roasted, home-grown, pesticide-free coffee beans. I was her boss and I insisted it was mud; not that cheap-skate runny mud they have in Florida and the tropics, the stuff that looks like just dirt and water all mixed up together. This looked, felt, and tasted like one-hundred percent frozen, volcanic sludge-like mud with all the physical qualities of cement.
I buzzed her:
"Claudia, this isn't coffee ... This is -"
"- mud, I know. Why do you keep asking me to make it then?"
"It's my prerogative, I'm your boss. Now be a good girl and make me a fresh cup, yeah?"
She didn't reply to that, and I knew she was already hard at it. I had hand-picked her from among the bureau staff because she was one of the few who had finally survived the ordeal, a real good shot, and very keen on voicing her personal opinions, which could be easily discerned from the fact that I could see her through the glass pane, pouring actual dirt from a pot plant into the coffee machine.
I returned my focus to the briefing report laying on my desk, which contained little noteworthy intelligence on the Himalayan incident of a few weeks before. There were some dark points to cover, but there were capable people on it, and I was pretty adamant that they'd get to the bottom of who was behind the resurgence of ghost yetis and bone dragons near McLeod Ganj.
I had been signing paper after paper concerning logistics supplies, administrative reorganization efforts and most notably, putting into full effective force the discontinuation of the practice of using those awful papal mitres and other silly hats as warding devices. We would be replacing those with stylish, dependable - and above all perhaps - inconspicuous-looking fedoras. Jules had said that the next thing we knew, we'd be in the music business, doing concerts to save orphans.
Von Papen had visited just the other day, and was quite looking forward to going on vacation to his hunting lodge at Pomerania. Or was it Baden-Essen? He had been very elusive about the exact whereabouts of his lodge, and when I had asked him what his preferred game was, he had rather mischievously or perhaps with a look of confusion answered: 'chess'.
Even though he had been very vocative in celebrating the demons' defeat (in a rush of euphoria and wishful thinking he had exclaimed among other slightly misdirected comments, that 'ze Stalinist pigz are finally vanquiwshed!'), he remained prudently alarmed of the fact that even if the gateway had been destroyed (technically speaking, rendered inoperable rather than physically destroyed - I wouldn't want me dead), there were still demonic operatives lying around. That only enhanced the theory that they still had ways of moving back and forth, and that there was still a very real and valid reason for the Normal Bureau to exist. Until at least I managed to unlink my soul from the gateway to the underworld. Or something to that effect.
We first met just after I started junior high school. I had entered the seventh grade like many others, in that I was awkward, felt alone and out of place most of the time. Miss Bobby as she was called singled me out on my first trip to the library in search of a research book. Even at that moment in my backward way I felt she had strange and wonderful things planned for me. What they would be was beyond my comprehension but I still felt they would be wondrous. When I noticed her watching...
Boston with its many old neighborhoods is as varied as its people. In the older seedier parts of town many people live and carry on in a world much different from the clinically clean and proper suburbs. On some streets there are rows and rows of the monotonous dark brick two, three, five or six story apartment buildings many exactly like the one next to it and just like the ones across the street. Other streets, while somewhat rundown, have a funky array of different buildings each one a...
Bobby Sue was young and wanting to please men. Her mama didn’t like the way she dressed and told her to act like a lady and not like some cheap slut. However, her mama wasn’t around to see how Bobby Sue was acting with the boys.Bobby Sue was eighteen and was always showing the local boys her breasts. Her mama’s boyfriend was always looking at Bobby Sue like she was a model. Her mama said if she caught him and her daughter together she’d throw him out of her trailer. She'd been in a...
InterracialIntroduction: This is the second part of the story… enjoy. Bobby and Spanky II By Lamia Lobato After Bobby and Spankys last visit, nothing has been the same in my life. The first night that they came I left my bedroom windows open all the way whishing with all my heart that Bobby appears there while I was masturbating, but it did not happened and I did not see him. His light remained off all the time. Still, I imagined that, hidden in the darkness, his curious child eyes watched me and he did...
It’s always an exciting time when Bobby, my wife’s stud lover, calls and announces he is coming by with a couple of young friends. It’s time for us to to prepare!We both take great care in getting ready for their arrival. She knows what he likes: seamed stockings with a garter belt, fuck-me heels, crotchless panties, and nude above the waist except for a pearl choker. She tops this off with eye shadow, bright red lipstick and dangly earrings. Boy, does she look slutty and fuckable!She is so...
BisexualIt’s always an exciting time when Bobby, my wife’s stud lover, calls and announces he is coming by with a couple of young friends. It’s time for us to to prepare!We both take great care in getting ready for their arrival. She knows what he likes: seamed stockings with a garter belt, fuck-me heels, crotchless panties, and nude above the waist except for a pearl choker. She tops this off with eye shadow, bright red lipstick and dangly earrings. Boy, does she look slutty and fuckable!She is so...
BisexualBy Lamia Lobato After Bobby and Spanky’s last visit, nothing has been the same in my life. The first night that they came I left my bedroom windows open all the way whishing with all my heart that Bobby appears there while I was masturbating, but it did not happened and I did not see him. His light remained off all the time. Still, I imagined that, hidden in the darkness, his curious child eyes watched me and he did the same with his huge cock. I told myself that I would ride a dick like...
Introduction: English Bobby y Spanky By Lamia Fangs I never thought that a dog and a child could modify my life so strongly: I keep thinking about them, especially about Sally, she said she wants to come and play with us, I would be pleased to play with her, too since I love playing with the boy and his wonder dog. However, I must be careful, it would be fatal if things do not get out of control. They could charge me of rape, statutory rape, and pedophilia at least. However, the judges in the...
By Lamia Fangs I never thought that a dog and a child could modify my life so strongly: I keep thinking about them, especially about Sally, she said she wants to come and play with us, I would be pleased to play with her, too since I love playing with the boy and his wonder dog. However, I must be careful; it would be fatal if things do not get out of control. They could charge me of rape, statutory rape, and pedophilia at least. However, the judges in the court do not know that nowadays...
Introduction: Constructive criticism welcome. I cant gey better unless I know whats wrong. I waved good-bye and watched my mom and dad drive away. As soon as they were out of sight, I pulled a cigarette from my purse and lit it. About a year and a half ago, my parents had decided that they needed a weekend away with no kids. It had been so much fun that they made a regular thing of it. Now, the second weekend of every other month was their designated alone time. That meant that my sister and...
About a year and a half ago, my parents had decided that they needed a weekend away with no kids. It had been so much fun that they made a regular thing of it. Now, the second weekend of every other month was their designated 'alone time'. That meant that my sister and I had to find a place to spend the weekend. I usually stayed with my best friend, Sara. She lived four houses down from me with her mom, Angie, and older brother, Bobby. Sara's dad was long gone and her mom let us...
It is Saturday about 3 p.m. and Bobby is due home from college any minute now.It has been about 6 weeks since I have seen him and I am looking forward toit.Doing my usual Saturday household chores, I have already changed the sheets onBobby's bed, cleaned his room and done the washing. Bobby always brings homesome clothes for me to wash.I hear Bobby come in the door and rush to meet him. I put my arms around hisneck and hug him tightly. He gives a superficial hug back. He has never beenone...
La semana pasada estaba tomando el sol en mi jardin cuando escuche ruido en la cerca divisoria de un costado de su casa. Me di cuenta que el perro trataba de cruzar la cerca. No puse demasiada atención pues asumí que el perro era muy grande para pasar por entre las tablas así que volví a cerrar los ojos… pasaron unos minutos y volví a escuchar ruido mas cerca de mi, abrí los ojos y cual fue mi sorpresa cuando veo junto a mi al enorme al enorme perro con su lengua colgando y chorros de...
Alicia is a very special person in my world. She is a great many things to me. She's my best friend, my confidant, my girlfriend, my lover and my mom. Mom seems to really love her role as my own personal cumslut and is always there for me whenever I need to get off. Lately, I've been able to forget about my alarm clock because every morning I awake to the feel of warm, wet lips sucking my cock. Let me tell you, it's a great way to start the day!Mom and I live alone and there is no dad to talk...
Hi ISS readers. I am Aakash, 21 years old from Kerala. I am sufficiently tall and I weigh around 90 kg. This is the first story I am publishing in ISS. I was a virgin until about 2 years back and I will publish all my earlier escapades based on the response I get for this. Please mail me your response – This story I am about to narrate is about my first bisexual threesome with a married couple which happened almost 1 year back. I had met a couple in a chat room who where looking for a...
After I dressed up for Lee a few days later i dressed for Bobby. We would fuck and suck and i would dress up but i was watching more porn and was wanting to take it further. My step dad had a video in not with the others in the box under his bed it was in a shoe box in his closet I glued one day when I was getting some of my moms clothes to wear and Fuck Bobby. The shoe box had 2 videos in it Gangbang girl 9 and Backdoor Desires, condoms, lube, and a handcuffs with a key. I watched both movies...
Bobby went upstairs heading for his mother’s room. Half an hour ago he had seen her take several sleeping pills. He opened the door. He saw his mother Cindy lying on the bed fast asleep. Bobby came closer and sat down on the bed turning on the bedside lamp. He had been planning for this day for almost a week. He touched his mother to see if the pills had done their job. Cindy didn’t react and Bobby tried again. Soon he was sure that his mother was not going to wake up. He carefully pulled the...
IncestIntroduction: English Bobby and Spanky (Phase 2) by Lamia Fangs I will continue my story avoiding useless details. So I will begin by saying that two days after our last meeting, the neighbors parents came to my house introduce themselves and to tell me that they were pleased to meet me, same as their kids, and to assure me not to worry if I notice that the kids spent too much time home alone. They know how to look after themselves. No doubt about it I answered. From that moment on, we, adults,...
They had gone together since the spring of the freshman year and had always told each other that they would refrain from having sex until they were married. But as time went on, that vow became harder and harder to keep. It was in the spring, in about April, when Bobby asked Jonnie to go to the Prom with him. Of course she said “Yes” because they were a couple and everyone expected them to go as a couple. Bobby was a gangly kid of about 6 feet in height but weighed in at only 145...
It had been a couple of weeks since I watched Bobby and Scott in the woods. I called the number they gave me, and surprisingly it worked. Bobby answered it, and we made plans to meet on the weekend. I met them at the restaurant and we had a few drinks and a good meal. They followed me back to my house and had an other drink. Scott reached over and unbuttoned Bobby's shirt. As he did I sat beside him and unbuckled his belt and pants. Scott leaned back and gave me a kiss. As Bobby stood up we...
Introduction: this is the englis versiion of my original work. Bobby and Spanky By Lamia Lobato Since few months ago, I have new neighbors in the house next to mine, they are a small family: both parents young and beautiful with two equally beautiful little children and a big and obedient dog which the kids take out for a walk every afternoon. The girl may be around 16 years old, tall and slender, with a young body but yet fully built with a round butt and a good pair of 34C boobs, and the...
Anne and Carol have received an invitation to a Girls Night Out Party at Bobby Vasquez’s estate. He also invited the wives from Dr. Carlos’s swingers group. He was there that night at the Lake. He is well known by the married ladies. There are two stipulations for the party. Plenty of food, beverage and entertainment provided. Bathing suits and wedding rings optional. My name is Anne. My best friend and co-worker is Carol. We have been invited to Bobby Vasquez’s estate for a Girls Night...
Group(Phase 2) by Lamia Fangs I will continue my story avoiding useless details. So I will begin by saying that two days after our last meeting, the neighbors’ parents came to my house introduce themselves and to tell me that they were pleased to meet me, same as their kids, and to assure me not to worry if I notice that the kids spent too much time home alone. — They know how to look after themselves. — No doubt about it — I answered. From that moment on, we, adults, became the best new...
By Lamia Lobato Since few months ago, I have new neighbors in the house next to mine, they are a small family: both parents young and beautiful with two equally beautiful little children and a big and obedient dog which the kids take out for a walk every afternoon. The girl may be around 16 years old, tall and slender, with a young body but yet fully built with a round butt and a good pair of 34C boobs, and the younger brother of about 12 or 13 years old with blond hair and blue eyes. He...
It began with a cold wet April late night knock on my door. Bedraggled, wet, and wretched, clutching a small satchel, Bobby stood at my door. “I’ve been kicked out; can I come in?” Of course I let him in. He was a young man, whom I had tutored before his university admission tests. Bright, articulate, personable, but he did lack focus. Decades younger than I, I was never tempted by him, although there was no doubt he was attractive. He just seemed too young, although he was legally an adult. He...
It was the beginning of May and the days were getting much warmer so I would sit out on the porch after I put the k**s to bed. A guy, that lived with his parents, next door, started sitting and talking to me. I felt so lonely and it really felt good to speak to someone.His name was Bobby. He was 22, not terribly good looking and was about 5" 8". But he was nice. This went on for about a week, He would always come right to the porch and sit next me and just talk, mostly about me, for a couple of...
Hi readers its housewife Bobby (just a name not real) again with continuation of my first part Housewife Bobby Fucked By Young Guy. Thanks for your emails comments. Before reading this please go through that story; since we have our first sexual session. After that just like lovers we were in bed kissing caressing and cuddling each other. Suddenly he got an emergency call so he went out leaving me at my sexual peak. I laid on bed fully naked thinking of those magical moments. Then next Monday...
I was sipping at some sludge that Steve had made insisting it was coffee, and though a large array of scientific tests could factually prove he might have been telling the truth, I could not think of it as anything other than a cup of swamp water with some mud thrown in for flavor. He made lousy coffee, but perfect Heimlich maneuvers. We had been talking for the better part of an hour, old Mama Adele still lying on the floor since no-one had bothered to even move the body out of the way, not...
The briefings and the charts, all the various documents and maps they had shown me could not have relayed the fact that going through the damnable gateway was like filling your stomach with bricks and sand, before violently vomiting everything through your nose. My head felt like it had already been donated to science and then returned as if it hadn't been found useful at all. I looked around and saw I was in the same chamber, only the pond, the gateway, was curiously enough placed on the...
So given it is a clandestine relationship, meetings are hard to come by between Bobby and Rani. Our last bang was on 29.12 when we decided to end 2016 with a bang literally. And since then, it has been days of desirous fb chats, sexting, you name it. We even celebrated my birthday by driving out of town on some work but since we had to return the same day, there was simply no scope of doing it in a car in broad daylight and hence, the celebrations were quite celibate – save for the kisses and...
Hi friends this is bobby bob here again after a long time. This is in continuation with my previous post “bobby’s friend sonal”. Me and sonal were in touch with each other and used to speak as and when we get time. We had sex sessions also twice after that. She used to be very happy when i was around. She shares everything with me. One day she called me and said that her cousin sister had come to her house and sonal herself had told everything to her about me and she wants to meet me and if i...
"More strudel, herr Barhoe?" ventured the Baron, even as he cut a hefty slice and put it in his plate. "No, no, thank you. I'm full," I said and declined politely because indeed I had eaten as much as a starving bull. I hadn't quite expected this sort of reception, especially with what I'd been told up to that point about the Baron. Had I based my expectations solely on the merit of what I'd been led to believe, brutal torture would have been the order of the day, instead of a...
Circa march 2014, our seemingly platonic dinner left us questioning why we were drawn to each other. There were lust and longing and neither of us wanted to express it lest the other one was not feeling the same way. I did not want him to think I was a girl of loose morals or attracted to his position and hence ready to jump into bed with him. He did not want to seem like a tharki. Hence, we both continued to chat normally on WhatsApp. The desires kept building through our chats and a girl...
Bobby Gets More Then He Bargined For by Joney Cunningham I discovered I liked wearing girl's clothes when a lady across the street made me dress in her daughter's clothes after I got muddy, because she was baby-sitting me. I spent the whole day in Kelly's clothes. Even wore one of her bathing suits to go swimming. I was seven then, but found out my sisters had the same clothing and I would wear them when ever I had the chance. My parents were away shopping and would...
Bobby learns how to be Joney. Athor: Joney Cunningham There I was laying on the couch next to the pool table with my sister, Julie, screaming at me. "What the hell are you wearing my stuff for?" "Are you a faggot?" I was scared. I didn't want my sister to know my secret, but then something even worse happened, she yelled for my parents. "Mom, Dad, come down here, Bobby is wearing my clothes!" I just sat there stunned as my Dad walked in followed by my mother. "Explain yourself...
I guess that no one really thinks about their c***dren beingsexual individuals until they move away and start a family of theirown. That's pretty much the way I thought about Bobby, my son, untilone day, when I was taking his bed clothes in order to do the laundry, and found a reallylarge cum stain on his sheet. I looked at the sheet closely at first, wondering what the stainwas. Then, I thought back just a few years, and remembered stains likethat from my older brothers' beds, my bed,...
Dear Friends this is Bobby Bob here again. I am 37/m from Delhi. I am tall 6’1” and people say I am handsome. I am thankful to the ISS and the readers of ISS who have reverted back with a positive note. It was around 15 days back I met a very old friend Sonal nearly after 13 years. She was the receptionist there and I was into sales. We were very close friends and share our problems and happiness. She was a tall girl with nice features. We also got many opportunities to fondle with each other...
We were sitting in the den just in shorts since it was hot neither of us were wearing shirts. Frank was getting a nice chest full of hair. It went all the way down ti his pubes. Watching television one Tuesday afternoon everyone else was out of the house. We surfed onto this documentary about firefighters and some of them were in a competition and had their shirts off, covered in sweat and very brawny. I had never admitted this to anyone before but I found myself growingly attracted to...
As i started to lick and suck on her pussy lip's, clit i got a very big suprise when she was able to take my cock all the way in her throat as i could feel it at the back of her throat and she had no problem's with it either wich was good cause that meant that i could sit there and rock my hip's up and down driving my cock deeper into her throat as i ate out her pussy at the same time. and if u ask me it just add's to the sexual feeling's if u can both get into a rythym...
Dear friends this is bobby here again with new bang. It’s in continuation with one of my previous post i.e. personal secretary. I and neeta were sharing a very good relationship. We had numerous events wherein we shared bed with each other. How do like this pls revert at She had also met my friend’s sunita bhabhi, neeru, shalu, ranjana, veena, priya etc. One day sunita bhabhi and i were discussing something when i got the call from neeta saying that she got some urgent work and wants to meet...
When I came to, I opened my eyes tentatively, half-expecting John the ghost to greet me to my new fixed abode. Instead, I was cheerfully greeted by Steve who had conveniently propped me up against an apple tree which looked like it might have been as old as the one that had led to the discovery of gravity (a non-trivial force which I could vividly remember having challenged with little success). "So, how are you feeling?" The list of possible answers was easily narrowed to just...
Bobby’s Punishment “Bobby, where is your report?” I asked. “I…I left it in my dorm, Miss Janine,” stammered the tow-headed youth. His fingers twitched nervously at the top button of his blue shirt. “But it’s not completely done. Could I please have another night? I know I’ll finish it and turn it in tomorrow, miss.” A hiss of inhalation showed how Bobby’s classmates reacted to this bit of mildly defiant nonsense. “I know you’ll turn it in tomorrow, Bobby, because you won’t want to repeat the...
Bobby Becomes Pussy, the Babysitter Part I By Tammie Latte "Bobby, how would you like a job working as a babysitter for a week or two?" my mom asked as I entered the kitchen wondering what kind of cereal I was going to have for breakfast. "Aunt Julie has a friend who has to go away unexpectedly on business and needs someone reliable to watch her little boy until she returns. It pays big bucks and Aunt Julie is willing to help out whenever she can. The job is yours if you want...
My name is Bobby Brown and I am really just a normal teenage boy with no sense of kinkiness or deviancy hidden deep inside. I know the newspapers and the court system say otherwise but I can assure with utmost sincerity that I am not that kind of person. My mom and my stepdad have pretty much thrown up their hands and shoved me into the "return to sender" slot at our happy little home not wanting to face up to the accusations that their son is some kind or pervert. My sister Ronnie thinks it...
Midnight was approaching fast. Eileen had gone to great lengths to explain her idea fully, but somehow I still had my reservations. I always did when things approached the hour of truth, and this wasn't that different. It actually was far more important than any job, heist, robbery or con I had pulled off before. She had made it perfectly clear that Novorski, the demon, was to be killed and burned, but not before she had a chance to ask a few very important questions. If we didn't get what...
Even when I was very young, my body was already tuned to sexuality. I remember getting a boner when in the bathtub or shower with my little sister up until I was 10 years old. About that time, Mom decided that we probably shouldn't be bathing together anymore. Funny that Mom cared about this but blew-off worry about so many similar cases. In the bath, my sister would grab my pointing 2" penis, bend it down, and watch it spring back up. Even then, somebody else touching me was somehow electric....
IncestThis story will pretty much show that I am what I've always known I am – an asshole! But so what? If you are an asshole and know you are an asshole you don't give a shit about what other people think about you anyway. Some background here. I am Robert James Dalton; I am thirty-three years old and I am a Vice President of Operations in a company that I am not going to name for what will become obvious reasons. I am not going waste time describing myself because my appearance has no bearing on...
I had just passed my seventeenth birthday and was sad because both my foster sister Ronnie and her best girlfriend Trudi had gone away to the shore for an extended vacation at Trudi's parent's vacation condo. I was not invited. I still had a bit of a bad reputation because of my problems with the authorities with bonking the babysitting parent who happened to be a deaconess in the respected church downtown. I got off because I was still underage in the eyes of the law even if I was over...
What Jules told me on those few minutes, made no sense at all. I had questions, lots of them, and he promised that people of a much higher authority than himself could fill me in with the details. All I'd gathered was that there was some kind of war going on. Not on communists, drugs, or terror, but a war with the forces of evil at large. I think I just shrugged, thinking that I didn't really care about that sort of thing as long as it didn't involve me; after all, there's wars going on...
So it Tuesday night, Spring Break in my 8th grade year, and I’m at home. It’s about 7pm. I’m lying on my bed, butt-naked and looking at the ceiling, reflecting upon the events of the past couple of days. My recap of revelations looks something like this: 1. I had sex with my babysitter, Velma Samuels, who is 27 years old. It was great! By the way, Velma and her husband, Tom, are best friends of my parents. 2. Velma saw me fingering her 18 year-old daughter, Kelly, in the stream today. I didn’t...
IncestI didn't know what pre-cum was, but I would soon find out.I didn't have it but Bobby did, big time.I'd blown him two or three times but never engaged in forplay before doing it. We were on a double date so to speak.These two girls came to his house to visit us.He was fooling around with the brunette, I was with the redhead.We were having fun in our own parts of the room but I couldn't take my mind off what he was getting that I wanted to do to him myslef.We didn't get far and the girls left,...
GayNormally, it would take someone months to create an intricate Cosplay outfit for a convention. Bobbie was lucky. How many people had access to a fully equipped workshop and laboratory, and a genius big sister to help out? In two weeks, she was fully prepared. The young woman stretched her arms out while looking in the mirror. "How do I look?" she asked Her sister grinned. "The molecular chain I came up with for the basis of my experimental non-pressurized vacuum suit worked out just...
Ear pressed against a water glass held tight to the bedroom door, Wendy laughed when she heard Bobbie's little fib about never again! She stuck out her hand. "I told you! There isn't a guy on Earth who could resist going for a little 'test drive' if he ended up in Bobbie's shoes! Now pay up!" With a sigh, Alyssa handed her daughter a fifty dollar bill. "You win! I thought she would hold out because it was such a traumatic change for the poor dear!" She removed her own glass from the...
When Bobbie awoke, she greeted the sunny day with a smile. That was really odd. When Wendy had left her last night, she had climbed into bed and sobbed herself to sleep! She got up and went into the bathroom. It was a nice change of pace to have no struggle with 'morning wood' as she sat down on the toilet to relieve her bladder. She finished up, washed her face, and brushed her teeth. After a moment's thought, she sighed. "I may as well use what ass-hole bought me!" With a slight smile...
Introduction: Some of this story is true, some just hasnt happened . . . yet! My wife, Dana, and I have been experimenting with bondage and other kinky activities for a year or two now. She is not interested in being the submissive/bottom, and I prefer that role. So with that decided from the beginning we have slowly added more and more to our list. I have fantasized about all kinds of things for some time, but was hesitant to bring it up with her. Finally I did and we started with simple...
On Wednesday last it was a lovely morning so I had an idea to go up to the downs for a walk, I stopped by the tea hut to get a nice cuppa, sat on the bench to drink it, spoke to a few dog walkers as they went on theyre way across the race course. Which is where I had planned to go also. after finnishing my cuppa. Well I thought I had better go for a pee before heading out for my walk. I headed down to the public toilets about 200 yards away from the tea hut, when I went in, there were 2 guys...
‘Go on in, I’ll be up in a second,’ Mrs. Larson told Bobby when he arrived. Even in heavy-duty leather gloves, the woman looked sexy. Her tank top was tight, white, and it was obvious to Bobby that Mrs. Larson had opted not to wear a bra that day, her nipples poked out against the sheer fabric stretched over them quite visibly. Bobby made an effort not to stare as he made his way past her, up the cobblestone path to her front door. She turned back to her roses as he passed, allowing him a...
Since the job at the beach was over at 2PM in the afternoon each day, I kept up my babysitting jobs because they were a good way of meeting horny mothers and sometimes older sisters too busy with homework to take care of the small ones. Most of the girls on the trash collection duties at the beach were not in the category of the lifeguards with their suntanned, perfect figures. Still I met a couple who were willing bend over in the restroom for a hot dog and a drink at lunch. I was funny the...