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Kayla and Tracy: The Layover
Kayla and Tracy strode across the marble-floored lobby, their heels clicking across, and suitcase wheels rolling across, in rhythm as they walked up to the desk. They seemed incredibly out of place in the relatively quiet hotel room. Kayla, of course, always stood out, especially when platform heels... Read full Story
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Date With A Mistress Part 2
The week went rather slow for Patrick and he was anticipating Friday night. He didn’t know what would happen as he picked up the phone. He dialed the number with trembling hands. When the phone rang the person on the other end told him to call back in an hour as the Mistress wasn’t at ho... Read full Story
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The Visit
A visit to a hooker, where I describe my bisexual experiences *** It was a weekday, I had bummed off work and had made my way to Ipswich for a visit to Rona, my favorite hooker. She was a lovely woman in her forties, with a fantastic figure, not slim but not fat and with huge tits. She... Read full Story
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My Mistress, My Slave
I first met Robert as I was moving into my new apartment building. He was just one of the several men who appeared out of the thin air and offered to carry my furniture and boxes up to my new second story apartment. Most of these manly he-men only appeared because they wanted to get to "know&qu... Read full Story
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THE WONDERFUL ADVENTURES OF MISS K: QUEEN OF THE ROAD
Miss K drove the car through the Midwestern countryside, enjoying the early spring breeze that leaked through the SUV's window as it blew through her platinum blonde hair. Her tits were held up by the tight, white, midriff-baring top she wore that stopped just below the lower curve of her tits... Read full Story
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Marla Makes My Wife
I'm kneeling on the edge of the bed, my stocking-clad wife moaning in ecstasy as my shaft moves in and out of her cum-filled pussy. I watch her breasts jiggle in time with our sex. But what's really driving me mad is the feel of a hard shaft of flesh moving in and out of my ass, complimenting my mov... Read full Story
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Virginia’s Luxurious Evening
West Palm Beach didn’t have many cold snaps, but when one did rake the city the weather seemed twice as frigid as it actually was. Virginia Stanton sat alone in her office on the third floor of Prism Design’s building overlooking the Intra-coastal Waterway. She had been chilly all day, m... Read full Story