A Sexy Holiday in Amsterdam
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The drone of the jet engines had a soothing effect on me and finally I felt myself relaxing. We, my hubby and I, were taking a weekend break and Amsterdam was the destination. I had been toying with the idea for the last couple of weeks and decided it was now or never. My workaholic husband was driving himself into an early grave due to a ridiculous deadline set by his newest client, and things were so bad, it seemed like we were living separate lives lately.
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It had been a while since I last fucked a girl, maybe 4 months, and I really needed to get back in the game. For some reason I was stuck in a rut. I was wanking a lot at home though. I’d get a couple of grams of coke and stay up all night watching porn and wanking. As always, it was big tit porn. I’ve always been a tit man - the bigger the better. I loved playing with massive tits in real life too.After a while in this rut my thoughts would eventually turn to the few times I’ve played with...
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