2008-Mar-31 - The Carny

It was always the same in every little town and hamlet that the carnival stopped in. Walt would try and hook up with some of the
local talent for the four or five days they were in town. To a homey, the life of a carny roustabout seemed like a glamorous way to
live. “Some glamor,” thought Walt, “dusty dirty jobs setting up and tearing down the rides and exhibits that constituted the
Kingston Karnival, and Eddie Kingston made sure that you earned every dime of the crummy pay that he forked over on every
Friday. In between set up and tear down, Walt would handle any number of odd jobs around the midway. If he wasn’t running one
of the many rides for the youngsters, he was operating a game stand, you know, the kind that for a buck you have to knock down
the three milk bottles with two throws, or maybe shoot a moving target with a gun with bad sights. Where ever he was needed,
that’s where you’d find him.

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It was when he was running one of the games that Walt had a chance to interact with the local girls. Usually she would be with her
boyfriend, he would be trying to win her a stuffed animal, while at the same time Walt would be giving her the eye. More often than
not, a few hours later that same girl would be back at the stand, only this time alone. Walt would then usually give her a couple of
free whacks at whatever game he was running, and then make a date with her for later that evening when he was off work. Most of
the time the broads were young, between eighteen and twenty three. This was okay with him, because there was just nothing like
the taste of young pussy! At twenty eight, Walt cut a good looking if rough kind of figure. A little over six feet tall and 190 pounds,
his muscular build attracted the ladies like bees to honey. This town had been like all the others, Walt made contact with young
lady, and made a date for later that evening. After closing down his game, Walt slipped into his trailer, showered, shaved, and put
on a fresh change of clothes. Five minutes later he met Brenda in front of the big top, and off they went arm in arm.

Brenda was a typical townie, trying to act older, more experienced, and more sure of herself than she really was. “Why don’t we go
to my place,” Brenda offered, “my mom is gone, and we can have the place to ourselves!” “Sounds good to me,” Walt replied,
while thinking that this one was gonna be even easier than he thought! “Mom’s out on a date herself,” said Brenda, “and she won’t
be home until morning!” “How about a drink,” Walt asked, as he looked the place over. While Brenda mixed him a drink, Walt sat
down on the couch and put his feet upon the coffee table and turned on the television. Brenda came into the living room holding
two drinks, and asked as she sat down, “Any thing good on TV?” Taking the drink from her he answered, “Nah, just the usual crap,
I was just passin’ the time waitin’ for you.” After they both took a sip of their drinks, Walt turned and put his arm around Brenda’s
shoulder and pulled her close. He kissed her ear and she turned and kissed him full on the mouth. As she pressed harder against
him, Walt could feel the two large breasts the young girl pushed into him. Walt let his free hand roam over the front of Brenda’s
chest, and offered no resistance when he squeezed her boob and twisted the hard nipple that was poking through her thin blouse.
“Baby I really want you,” he whispered, as he unbuttoned the front of her blouse. “Let me help you,” she offered, taking over and
undoing the rest of the buttons on her shirt. Walt never tired of seeing a large pair of tits in a low cut bra, and Brenda had that in
spades! “Wow baby,” Walt stammered, “these are the finest boobs I have ever seen in my life!” While maybe not entirely true,
Brenda’s chest was spectacular enough that for once in his life he wasn’t feeding someone a line! “Do you want me to take off my
bra,” she asked coyly, leaning her shoulders back and pushing her chest forward. Walt just groaned, and let his hands caress
them through her white lace bra. “I’ll take that as a yes,” the eighteen year old Brenda said, as she reached behind her and
unhooked the thin satin garment. Teasing him, she kept it from slipping off her chest, and playfully shook her boobs as if trying to
expel them from the now loose bra. “They’re stuck,” she said in a little girl voice, “see, it won’t come off,” as she made show of
trying to tug it off. Getting in the swing of the game, Walt offered his assistance, “May I help you little girl, I’m good at removing
stuck objects from tight places!” “Please kind sir,” Brenda begged, “help me get it off, it’s stuck!” With one quick motion, Walt tore
the bra from Brenda’s chest, exposing what he thought were the most magnificent tits he had ever seen! “My god,” he intoned,
“they are unreal!” “They certainly are real,” she replied, “wanna see, taste them!” Walt didn’t need another invitation, and he dove
straight for the dark pink nipples with his mouth wide open. A sigh escaped Brenda’s lips as Walt took her nipple into his mouth
and sucked hungrily. Brenda’s chest was not only spectacular in appearance, but also unbelievably sensitive to the touch. In the
past, Brenda had cum just by having her tits sucked! It took a tit sucking expert to make it happen, and Walt seemed to be a tit
sucking connisoire! “Suck me baby,” she begged, “suck mama’s big nipples!” Just listening to that little girl’s voice drove Walt
crazy with lust. His pecker was now like a piece of steel trapped in his Levis!

In the next few minutes clothes were flying every which way, with both Walt and Brenda in a race to see who could get naked first.
When they were both down to their birthday suits, Walt was treated with the sight of one of the best bodies he had ever laid eyes
on! The blonde hair on her head was a perfect match for the perfectly trimmed patch between Brenda’s pretty thighs. All Walt could
do was mumble the words, “Fucking beautiful, so fucking beautiful!” Brenda too was not disappointed in what she saw. Walt was
tall, tanned, and lean with well muscled chest and arms, a combination that made Brenda’s pussy ache with desire. What really
turned her on, however, was the eight inch tube of fuck flesh that shot up out of the dark pubic hair in Walt’s crotch. Without a word
being spoken, Brenda sat down on the edge of the couch and gently took Walt’s cock into her mouth. What she lacked in skill was
made up with enthusiasm, as she worked her hot little mouth up and down the length of the veiny shaft. “Oh, baby,” he moaned,
“you do that so well, ooooooh, don’t stop, don’t stop!!!” His legs now were getting a little weak as the pretty 18 year old cocksucker
worked over his meat. It was almost if she was starved for the taste of a pecker, like she hadn’t had in it a long time. Walt could feel
his nuts begin to tighten up as his orgasm neared, and as much as he wanted to shoot his load into her pretty little mouth, he really
wanted to stick his pecker into that blonde fur pie! “Baby, lay back down,” he told her, gently pushing her down on the sofa, “I
wanna fuck you now, so open your legs for me!!!” Brenda, now dripping wet with lust, hurriedly complied, and spread her legs
wide, offering a perfect target for Walt’s throbbing pecker.

The head of Walt’s cock strained the lips of the tight little pussy, causing Brenda to beg him to go slowly. Once the head had
entered the soft canal, he drove his penis to the hilt with one mighty shove. As he bottomed out against her pubic bone, Walt could
see her trying to scream, but no sound was coming from her moving lips. Finally, she let out a low long orgasmic moan. “The little
bitch came on the first stroke,” thought Walt to himself! “Want some more baby,” he growled to her, as he rammed his cock in and
out of her no quivering pussy. “Oh yes,” she hissed through clenched teeth, “fuck me harder, fuck me harder!!!” Walt needed no
further invitation! He used his cock like a jack hammer inside the helpless cunt, resulting in a string of brutally hard orgasms in her
little pussy. When he himself was ready to blow his load, he asked her if she wanted a load in her face. Now in a state of sexual
delirium, she babbled about wanting to feel his spunk all over her body. Walt pulled his cock from the snug box and grabbed it and
started jerking it wildly, aiming it at her heaving chest. The first blast of cum flew all the way to Brenda’s face, where she greedily
licked it up like a cat at a saucer of milk. The rest of the cum covered her breasts and belly, leaving streams of white goo
everywhere. Brenda used both hands and rubbed the fresh semen into her supple skin and said, “Mmmmm, best thing for keeping
your skin soft!” Walt just laughed and kissed her long an deep, probing her mouth with his tongue.

“How long you gonna be in town, Walt,” Brenda asked, while running her hand up and down his bare leg? “Well, sugar, another
three days, and then it’s off to the next stop,” he replied, while he idly pulled on one of her big nipples. “Oh, I wish I could go with
you,” she exclaimed! “Yeah, me too,” he said, “but I’ll be back again next year, and maybe we can see each other again!” In the
back of his mind Walt was already thinking about that next stop, and if he recalled correctly their was a gal there that was just as
pretty and cute as Brenda! “Yeah,” he reiterated, “I’ll see you again next year!”

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2008-Mar-31 - Marina Menodza - Dripping Wet Lesbian Adventure Fun

Marina Mendoza With Her Lesbian Girlfriend

One of my female friends came over yesterday while I was in the bath. I was relaxing and half asleep and didn't even hear her until she was in the bathroom and taking off her clothes. I love cock but her body makes me wet. She has some very sexy, natural curves that I just can't wait to play with. We started kissing and from there it was a blur. She went down on me and it felt amazing. Her tongue is so soft, so delicate but she know exactly how to use it. She made me climax twice before we got out of the tub and dried off so we could continue the fun on my bed.

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2008-Mar-31 - girlfriend dresses me,seduces me

Tags:  seduction, kinky, crossdressed the tale of a bi-girlfriend and a closet CD I had met Heather at a carnival as she caught my eye with her taste in clothing as she had on a denim skirt,tights, and?  lil sexy boots. We began talking and hanging out and soon we became a couple. We both had our secrets as I guess its always a matter of time before one or both is exposed.In our case ,I was a?  heterosexual closet crossdresser and she was a?  (secretly) BI-sexual hottie. I?  soon picked up on the fact that she had a thing for girls as I would see her turn her head?  to stare at a girl in a short skirt or tight jeans as she would? ?  return with a remark by saying, oh what a cute skirt she has on, or wow !! ,I have a pair of jeans just like hers. It was funny because I COULD of said the Same thing in most cases. As all the girls were class A hotties. It was on halloween?  eve 4 months later that Heather had come up with a idea for me to go to a halloween party dressed as a girl, I of course was like, are u kidden? and she said, oh come on, you would look sooo cute in a short skirt or dress.Soo who was I to resist my smokin hot girlfriends Idea to dress me as a girl?  as little did she know, I was all for it and had a full wardrobe of teen girl stlye clothing at home. the day of?  the party Heather?  took me out to find a (girly)?  outfit for me to wear to the halloween party. We went to a mall where she first took me into a shoe store and began?  picking out hi heels for me to try on, Which was just as much fun for me as it was for her. She ended up picking out a pair of 4.5 ” strappy black heels, and a pair of 5″ hi heel black calf hi boots. We then proceeded and ended up in a halloween costume store?  as she began looking at kinky,sexy, girly outfits and looking at me and giggling. She then picked out a blue?  plaid schoolgirl out fit and then she got a blonde AND brunette long wig from the rack. Soon we were back at her place as she began?  applying make-up and then she done the ultimate,she sat on my hips and began?  slipping my legs into a pair of tan pantyhose,?  and then one more tan pair and then a pair of black off black pantyhose, she then scooted back only to feel my?  aroused state that she had put me in, omg!!!?  she said, you like this!!! well, kinda,I said.she looked at me with a grin and finished dressing me up. She then had me stand up as I was in my 4.5″ strappy heels,brunette long wig and short plaid skirt. I looked a the mirror and could not believe how “cute”?  she had made me. Heather began walking around me and then grabbed my cheeks and began kissing me in a sexy manner, as some of my lipstick trafered onto her lips as she ran her tongue over hers lips afterwards ,as that totally?  excited me. We went to the party as everyone told me how “cute” I was and won best costume. After returning to her house Heather took my hand and led me into her bedroom and told me her secret(that she in fact was Bi-sexual), her fantasy’s, desires. and then pushed me back onto her bed,handcuffed me to her headboard and made kinky love to me all night. that morning, I told her my lil secret that I was a closet crossdresser and had been since i was 10 yrs old. She was like NO WAY. She didn’t believe me until I showed her my colllection of girl clothes, shoes, make-up, wigs. We soon moved in together as?  she insisted I?  dress as a girl anytime I was home and sometimes she would take me to the park dressed. I had found the girl of my dreams and she had found the guy/girl, of her dreams.

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2008-Mar-31 - Bondage in the urban wasteland

Tags:  Bondage, BDSM Scene The right spot for some hot bondage. View Author’s Copyright Information It wasn’t easy to find the right spot - but I looked and looked - it had to be perfect: industrial, abandoned, out in the open, yet secluded. Finally, after three days of driving endlessly through the wasteland of closed factories, chemical plants and cavernous assembly lines at the edges of our metropolis, I found it: a drainage ditch stretching itself from an old tannery long since abandoned. At the head of the ditch, which was about eight feet deep, was a series of iron railings and several pipes - this was perfect - I had anchor points at the waist, at head height and could easily bind feet as well.

Next, I stashed my kit - it was obvious no one had been here for years on end - although the walls and bed of the drainage were stained, you couldn’t smell the tanning chemicals any more - this place had been abandoned without even boarding up the windows. Not even the large homeless population seen lurking throughout this industrial wasteland of shattered towers and silent smokestacks frequented this place.

Next, the come-on.

“Hey baby, what are you doing Saturday morning?” I asked on the phone, knowing that she would be willing to do anything I told her to do.

“Sir, you know my time is yours.” Such a good girl. So unwittingly willing to step into my trap. Our discussion of this particular scene had been intermittent. I knew she wanted it, she knew I wanted it. But the details never made themselves apparent in our post debauchery pillow talk.

Our conversation wrapped itself up as it usually does, she telling me how deeply she desired my attentions, me telling her “Soon, my good girl. Soon.”

Saturday morning, and our usual haunt - a quaint little Victorian with gingerbread trim, now a coffee shop and book store favored by hunched over introspects, noses deeply buried in volumes they were too “impoverished” to purchase, yet a $4.00 espresso sat cooling on the table before them.

I would never understand people’s slavery to image, yet my fascination with the human subject brought me back to this place over and over, and it was, after all, where I met this little waif of a girl, midnight hair and raven black eyes, curled in an overstuffed chair with a ponderous volume of De Sade’s works perched in her lap.

De Sade aside, she and I had hit it off, and the subject of BDSM easily rolled into our conversation. That conversation ended, after three hours, with a trip to my house and her first introduction to the world she read of so voraciously. Her naked body gleaming with sweat, strapped to a beam and shaking with an overload of sensation and orgasm. We’d been lovers, partners and Dom/sub ever since.

We were quiet over our coffees - not much beyond a quick bus upon greeting and knowing looks. I was comfortable with that - she knew I had something special planned, and that I wouldn’t reveal my plans to her. She was comfortable with that, but I could see her excitement and anticipation plainly. Purposely, I took my time. Anticipation is a powerful aphrodisiac.

As we walked toward my car, I slipped a hand into my pocket and pulled out her collar. “Put this on and keep silent.”

She immediately complied, as I knew she would.

We got into the vehicle, and suddenly, forcefully, I grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head into my lap. Her hands automatically few up to her head, as I knew they would, giving me the opportunity to snap a handcuff roughly over one wrist. With a slight twist, her arm was completely under my control, and I quickly captured her other wrist, securing them one-handed before letting go of her hair.

She opened her mouth to protest and I slapped her - not hard, but firmly enough that she understood my point. I locked the cuffs and then put a black cloth hood over her head.

“Do not speak,” I instructed her. “If you speak, I will gag you. Nod if you understand.”

I could see her struggling heroically to control herself - she was genuinely scared, which is what I wanted, but she also knew I would not harm her. She nodded, her shoulders trembling a little as she began to shake.

“Good. You will not be harmed as long as you obey,” I said as I backed out of my parking space.

I was not worried about her figuring out where we were going during the drive. My carefully chosen spot was too far from our normal haunts for her to realize where we were going.

I pulled in behind the abandoned tannery, smiling to myself as I got out of the car. A quick glance had shown that I was correct in my assumption that this was the perfect spot - my toy bag was exactly where I had left it a few days before. No one frequented this spot.

I reached under her hood to grasp her long hair, which she had worn in a pony-tail, and dragged her from her seat roughly. She gasped at how rough I was with her, and I slapped her with my other hand.

“No talking. I will have to gag you if you make another sound.”

I shoved her toward the steps leading down into the canal - a service access left from the days when someone actually worked in this godforsaken wasteland. Although I was very rough, I supported her just enough to get her down the stairs without an actual injury. The last thing I wanted was to end this scene with a trip to the emergency room to treat a twisted ankle.

I shoved her over the waist-high pipe at the bottom of the steps - her stomach against the rusted steel and the tips of her toes barely holding her to the ground. It was the perfect height to keep her off her balance.

I dragged my bag from it’s hiding space with one foot, maintaining contact with her, keeping her head pushed down over the pipe as I unzipped the bag and removed two sets of steel shackles.

Hooking my fingers into the waist of her tight jeans, I yanked her back upright.

“I see the way you dress, you little cunt,” I whispered harshly in her ear. “Girls like you turn my stomach. Dressing like street whores, just to try and entice men like me to try to fuck you. You do that on purpose, don’t you?

“Don’t speak!!!” I yelled into her ear as she began to stammer a reply. “I warned you!”

I grabbed her hair through the hood, yanking down and back, forcing her head back and her mouth open. I pulled the ball gag from my bag and crammed the ball into her mouth, the hood still over it as well, knowing that the combination of cloth over the ball gag would make the gagging even more unpleasant. I buckled the gag behind her head, effectively strapping the hood into place, and then picked up a steel shackle again.

Deftly, I maneuvered her toward me, spinning her to face me and snapping a shackle over one wrist. Then, I unlocked the cuff on that wrist and yanked the shackle upward toward the pipe that ran parallel to the waist-high one she’d just been bent over, but a little behind it. There was a “t” joint there, and one on the other side, just a little more than arm’s width apart from each other - perfectly placed. I snapped the shackle shut over the joint, stretching her right arm and forcing her to bend back toward the anchor point.

I grabbed the cuffs, still dangling from her left wrist, and yanked her arm toward the other anchoring “t” joint, effectively pinning her, bent backwards, small of her back against the waist-high pipe, toes barely on the ground.

I stepped back for a moment, admiring her form as she stood there, arms spread wide, breasts forced upward as her body bent so awkwardly.

“Now, slut, you will find out what it is that so pisses me off about your whorish ways,” I whispered, leaning close in to her and smelling her fear, as well as her arousal.

I pulled a very sharp knife from my bag, and began by slipping the tip under her leather belt. Slowly, knowing how much she loved this particular belt, as I had purchased it for her, I slit the leather, the sharp blade of the knife cutting smoothly through it. I could feel her wince as the last of the hide separated with a little “pop”. I yanked the belt from her waist-band, ripping a few belt-loops from her jeans in the process. Stepping back, I quickly doubled the belt and brought it down across her breasts, a satisfying “snap!” ringing through the air.

“Slut!” I harangued her, dropping the belt as I heard her sob through her gag.

Quickly, I slid the knife tip-down into the waistband of her tight jeans, the back of the blade against bare skin. She never wore panties when she came to meet me - she had learned that lesson the first time we met.

I sliced the knife downward, pulling the denim from her with my other hand, running the tip down the inside of her thigh, cutting downward and freeing her leg of the jean’s form-fitting embrace. The other leg followed just as swiftly, and she stood, bare-assed, bent backwards, arms spread and chained.

“That is better,” I said, brushing the top of her mound with the back of my hand. She reacted instantly to that touch, breath sucked in through her nose, her body trembling and breath coming even quicker.

“You filthy, slutty little cunt. Parading around in your tight-ass jeans, your push-up bra and your low-cut little tramp shirt,” I spat, cutting her shirt from bottom to collar.

“I’ll show you what happens to slutty whores like you!”

Now down to bra, hood and ankle-high black boots, her body shivered. I bent down and quickly shackled her ankles together over the boots. I would let her keep her sexy little boots.

“Let’s see if your hooker tits look good without that push-up bra, tramp!” I hissed, cutting the front open and leaving the bra hanging form her magnificent breasts, just beginning to redden from the blow I had delivered.

“Ah! You do have nice tits, don’t you, you little cunt?” I asked her, relishing the tremors coursing through her body in response to my rough voice.

I picked up the belt again, stepped back and began to systematically beat her breasts with it, painting stripes of red pain across each in turn. She loved it when I tortured her breasts like this, and I could see her visibly relax into the pain, as best she could, secured as she was.

Her breasts red, I dropped the belt and pulled a pair of clothes pins from my bag.

“Sluts like you like pain, don’t you?” I snapped, placing each clothes pin on a nipple.

I then reach down and pulled out her butterfly vibrator, snapping the little straps in place and pushing it down so that it covered her clit.

“You’re going to come for me, whore. You’re going to come and come while I beat you. You are going to show me what a trashy, nasty tramp you really are,” I spat, turning the remote attached to the vibe to it’s highest setting. She tensed immediately, visibly fighting the rush of sensation as the vibrator hit her clit directly.

Stepping back, I pulled out the whip I had coiled into the bag, and began working over her breasts and stomach slowly, with little flips of the wrist. She jumped and writhed with the kiss of each flick, struggling, almost dancing on the tips of her toes, wrestling her arms against the shackles on her wrists. Her muffled moans of pleasure and pain worked their way through her gag and hood, and I continued, noting each muffled shout as she came over and over again.

I worked her over until her entire body was shaking with the exertion of repeated orgasm and the endorphin rush caused by the whip before relenting and walking to her, talking in soothing tones.

“Oh, you’re such a pretty girl when your skin is kissed by my marks - you know how beautiful your body is this way, don’t you?”

I gently removed the gag, then the hood, kissing her face as her eyes adjusted to the light.

“You like this, don’t you, slut?” I whispered into her ear as I unhooked the shackle holding her left hand to the pipe.

She only nodded, remembering my command not to speak.

“I think I will reward you now. Would you like that?” Her eyes were like sparkling pools of dark night as she nodded, tears glistening at their edges.

I turned her around, locking her shackle above the cuffs holding her left hand, the pipe hitting her just so, so that she bent forward at exactly the right height for me to enter her. The butterfly vibe was still purring away, and as I turned her, it came in contact with the pipe, causing the whole thing to hum in sympathy - she jumped delightfully at that, yet another orgasm wracking her frame.

I unzipped my pants and my hard cock almost jumped from within - I was very ready for this, her chained so beautifully, and so very wet and ready for my throbbing manhood.

She came again as I slid my cock into her wet cunt. She cried out then, she couldn’t help herself, but I didn’t care, as I was caught up in the moment as well.

I fucked her then, ramming hard, leaning into her, hands working - kneading her breasts, pinching her nipples in the way I knew drove her mad. The world around us seemed to disappear as we rocked together, her orgasms washing through her with every third or fourth thrust as I fucked her. We both came with a shuddering gasp together, and I reached for the remote and turned off the vibe, wrapping my arms around her.

I unchained her, gently helping her to relax back into my arms, eventually moving over the the steps so that she could sit on her ruined clothing and I could wrap her in my arms.

“Very good, my dear. Good girl,” I whispered into her hair as she began to return to the here and now.

“Oh, Sir,” she replied, still a bit breathless. “Thank you. Thank you.”

We sat for a few moments, just coming back to the here and now. I handed her a new dress, which I had made sure was also in my bag, she dressed, I cleaned up the shackles and other toys and zipped up the toy bag.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her to me, kissing her firmly.

“Let’s go fuck some more, huh baby?”

“Oh, yes Sir. Yes, indeed.”

We left the tangled pile of ruined clothing there, a silent testimony of our outdoor scene.

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2008-Mar-31 - Teen rides a hard cock

Ira is in the mood to play so they have decided to play some doctor. She is the patient that is getting her pussy checked out and the doctor uses his fingers, dildos and his cock to make sure everything is working correctly. Ira gets in her licks as well as she sucks the guy off and gets a load of cum in her mouth.

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2008-Mar-30 - Movie Gallery From Nymphos In Nylons

He wanted to tear that ass up because he'd heard it was the best in town. He knew she'd been around, but now he intended to be her LAST bohemian lover! It weas his intention to fuck her so hard she wouldn't even think about fucking another man for some time to come!

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2008-Mar-30 - Jill becomes a Hot Wife

Tags:  Wife; learns; pleasure; Hot wife learns pleasure

? ? ? ? ? ?  My name is Randy, my wife is Jill. This story is how we made our lives exciting and probably saved our marriage. We had been married almost 8 yrs now and our sex life was dull at best. Jill was not very open about sex and sometimes she even acted as if it were dirty and disgusting. When I tried to talk about it and give her ideas, to get her to open up a bit, she would get mad and accuse me of not loving her the way she was.

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? ? ? ?  One day she was shopping at the mall and she saw a young woman being followed be several young men. She noticed that every now and then, the girl would stop and bend over or raise a leg or stretch across something. When she did this it would expose the slit between her legs.

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? ? ? ?  My wife, being just a little naive, confronted the young lady and said, ???every time you bend over, your female parts are being exposed to all.???

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? ? ? ?  The young girl replied, ???That is the whole idea.???

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? ? ? ?  Jill was astonished and asked, ???What do you mean, you are doing that on purpose.???

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? ? ?  ?  The girl responded, ???It makes me hot to know other men are looking at me.???

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? ? ? ?  Jill just stood there for a few minutes and thought about it. At first she thought, how can anyone be turned on by something like that? But as she was thinking about it she felt her pussy starting to get wet as it started to throb. Not something she was familiar with.

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? ? ? ?  Now Jill was a very attractive woman in her mid thirties. She was tall with very long legs. Her breasts were large and shapely. Her only problem was she was so conservative about her body. Even though she kept her body hidden she still turned a lot of heads.

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? ? ? ?  Jill started following this girl around the mall and watched. The more she watched the hotter she became. She found herself getting so worked up watching the young men watched the girl expose herself, that she had to leave and go home.

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? ? ? ?  Luckily for me I was home when she arrived. She had hardly set her purse down when she said, ???I want you to fuck me right now??? and she headed to the bedroom. She did not have to ask me twice, although I did think it was a bit out of character for her. But I was not going to complain. I walked into the bedroom and she was already naked as she grabbed me by the belt and pulled me to the bed. She undid my pants and threw them to the floor. She grabbed my hard cock, with eager force, and shoved it in her mouth.

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? ? ? ?  I could not believe how she was acting, but I liked it, it was so exciting I could not hold back as I exploded into her mouth. She sucked every last drop from my cock, which was a first for her, she always said it was gross and would make her vomit.

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? ? ? ?  She then grabbed my head and shoved it between her legs and began fucking my face with her wet pussy. I had never seen her so wet. Within a few minutes of my tongue licking up and down her dripping wet slit, she shot her sweet juices into my waiting mouth.

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? ? ? ?  We lay together for a few minutes and I asked her what had gotten into her at the mall. She sat up and asked me if I knew what an exabitionist was?

? ? ? ?  I said, ???Yes, why do you ask that????

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? ? ? ?  She told me what happened at the mall and how horny and wet it made her.

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? ? ? ?  ???Come on,??? I said. I took her to the computer and pulled up a site that had erotic stories and clicked on exabitionist. I told her to go ahead and read some of these stories. I left her naked and alone at the computer. I grabbed a cold beer from the fridge and sat down in my easy chair.

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? ? ? ?  A couple of hours went by and she was still intensely reading at the computer. I had to do a double take as I looked at her and saw her legs slightly spread. I could tell her shoulder muscles were moving, but I was in the wrong spot to see anything. I moved without her noticing and saw her fingers rubbing her clit. She must have been doing this for awhile as I saw cum dripping off her fingers. I silently sat back and watched my lovely wife finger herself into a hard and explosive orgasm.

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? ? ? ?  Watching her had made my dick very hard as I watched her continue fingering herself. She just kept reading and rubbing her wet pussy with more and more aggression. I got so turned on watching her and wondering what she was thinking about that I started stroking my hard cock as she rubbed her clit in circles and slid her finger in her tight wet pussy.

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? ?  ? ?  She began rubbing vigorously and moaning, then her body convulsed and tightened as she shot her juice all over the wall in front of her. She turned her head and saw and saw me stroking my hard shaft.

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? ? ? ?  In one smooth swift motion, she was straddling my cock with her dripping wet pussy. She drove my cock into her waiting hole as far as it would go. Her pussy was so wet as she pumped my cock for all it was worth. Her pussy made slurping noises as it slammed to my balls. She squeezed her cunt muscles as she fucked my cock and that took me over the top as I shot my hot cum deep into her throbbing pussy.

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? ? ? ?  She stayed sitting on my cock for a while, I had to ask what all of this was about. She said, ???The feeling I got at the mall turned me on so much and I have never felt so hot before.???

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? ? ? ?  I asked her if she would like to do what the young woman was doing at the mall?

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? ? ? ?  She asked, ???What do you mean, I could never do anything like that.???

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? ? ? ?  ???Why not???? I said. ???If it excites you so much and you do not do it, look at all the great pleasure you will be missing. What if I went with you to the mall and followed you, like the other guys? It would be like role playing, just try it once and if it doesn??™t??™ work for you, don??™t do it again.???

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? ? ? ?  Jill said, ???Ok, I will try it, but you promise to stay with me????

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? ? ? ?  ???Of course I will, I wouldn??™t miss it, we just had our best sex ever.??? I replied.

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? ? ? ?  The next day we went to the mall and man did Jill look hot. She dressed very sexy in a short mini skirt and crotch less panties. A very low cut blouse, which exposed, a lot of her very large breasts. She was obviously feeling it as her large dime sized nipples were hard and quite visible.

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? ? ? ?  It wasn??™t long before I noticed a half dozen guys following her and she was really strutting her stuff. I faded back a little so I could see all the action. It was hot and so was she. I was also discovering that I liked to watch my hot wife turn on other guys. It was exciting to see them turned on by her and knowing she was going home with me. It was kind of comical watching these guys try to hide there hard dicks every time she would walk away between shows. A few of them even ducked into the bathroom at times.

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? ? ? ?  This went on for several months every weekend. Our sex life was never better. Then one weekend I told her I was going to be late getting there, but not to worry, I would make it. I was 2 hrs late getting there but I figured she would be easy to find. I walked down one side of the mall and did not see her. I thought that maybe she went to the ladies room. There was one particular restroom she would use because she said it was the cleanest. I walked down the hallway and stood outside the ladies room for a few minutes. She did not come out so I decided to use the men??™s room and then check the food court.

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? ? ? ?  I walked into the men??™s room, as I stood in front of the urinal, I heard a moaning sound coming from the handicap stall. I looked down and saw several pairs of feet, all with pants around there ankles. I just had to see what was going on. I pictured some guys having a circle jerk. I looked through the crack in the door and was in instant shock as to what I saw. There were four men with there pants down to there ankles and two of them had there hard cocks in there hands. One was having his cock sucked by my wife and the other was ramming his thick cock into her pussy as she was bent over the toilet. At first my body froze and I could not move a muscle. It was shocking to see Jill doing this as she was always so timid in the bedroom. At first I felt angry but when I saw the pure pleasure on her face as she was sucking and fucking excitement came over me and my dick started getting very hard.

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? ? ? ?  I watched the thick cock, pumping in and out of her wet pussy, covered with her cum as her mouth sucked vigorously on the cock in front of her. Two more were waiting and stroking there hard cocks as they watched her beautiful body being fucked at both ends. My cock started to throb and got harder than it ever did before. Because I loved her so much it was exciting to see all the pleasure she was having and I new she would come home with me. These were just toys for her to play with and have some fun.

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? ? ? ?  The cock in her mouth started pumping faster and faster until he shot his load of hot sticky cum deep into her throat as she swallowed every drop and then she licked her lips clean of any cum left over. As he pulled away from her mouth one of the other cocks that had been stroking quickly filled her waiting hungry mouth.

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? ? ? ?  The thick cock in her pussy began to swell and she felt it??™s hot cum shot into her waiting cunt. This sent Jill into a wild orgasm as she pumped her ass hard against the spewing cock. She came so hard she squeezed her pussy so tight that it pushed the cock out and it continued to dump his white hot load onto the crack of her ass.

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? ? ? ?  As soon as he pulled away the fourth man shoved his cock into her throbbing wet hole all the way to his balls. This cock was almost ready to explode as soon as it entered her tight wet pussy. He slammed into her harder and harder making her scream in pure ecstasy as he filled her hot honey hole full of his thick juice.

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? ? ? ?  That was too much for the cock in her mouth as she could feel it swelling and then with a hard thrust into her throat the cock exploded into her swallowing throat. As she felt the load of cum hit the back of her throat she began a long hard orgasm that caused her to squirt her sweet pussy juice all over the cock behind her as her mouth swallowed every last drop of cum she could suck out of the shaft.

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? ? ? ?  As they all picked up and left, my wife just stayed in position licking the cum off her lips. She then said, ???Leave the door open honey, I know you are there, I saw your feet outside the door the whole time. You were way to late getting here. Now, I want you to get in here and suck my clit and put your finger in my wet hole, until I am done cumming on your face. Then you can fuck my pussy with your hard cock.

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? ? ? ?  Again, she didn??™t have to say it twice as I dove right in and started licking and sucking on her hard clit as my finger dove deep into her throbbing pussy. As wave after wave of pleasure shot through her body, she started screaming as my tongue circled her clit and then my lips engulfed the hard knob as she had at least 3 orgasms one after the other. Each harder and more intense than the one before. I quickly shoved my cock into her spasming pussy as I was about to explode. I shot the biggest load of cum into my wife??™s dripping cunt, it poured out as my cock rammed into her deeper.

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? ? ? ?  We continued to have many adventures and have never been happier. We have set rules though that we always have to be together. I never showed up late again and she has learned much more, but that is another chapter.

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2008-Mar-30 - I Become a Slut

When I was 34 years old I joined the State Department. I was assigned to work as an accountant in a small Embassy in a remote African country.   There were about 20 Americans at the Embassy, including six marine guards who were responsible for security.  I was one of three single women employees; the rest were men, mostly married, except for the marines who were all about 20 years old.
 
I’m no beauty queen; I’m tall, big-boned, near-sighted, and my personality is typical of my profession, by which I mean I’m more comfortable with my head buried in a book than in a party dress.  But I stay in shape and I’m open and friendly and I flatter myself that I’m urbane and sophisticated.         

Before I joined the State Department my love life had been mediocre.  One 10-year marriage and two long-term relationships ended with a whimper rather than a bang.  Three one-night stands were interspersed among the LT relationships, and they had all been wonderful, perhaps showing me the direction my sex life should go  — although I still too dumb to realize that.  . 

At the Embassy my love life went from unexciting to non-existent.  After six months there my scorecard showed no dates, no sex, and no prospects of either.

On my 35th birthday a girlfriend and I went out for Happy Hour at the Marine House, a large rambling villa where the Marines lived.  They had a bar and a pool room in the basement and sold beer. We drank and played pool and flirted with the young marines — and the next thing I knew I woke up in a bedroom with one of the Marines sleeping next to me.  I didn’t even know his last name.          

The sun was streaming through the window into the small bedroom as I lay on the bed naked.  I didn’t know where my clothes were and I had to pee.  The door was closed, but I could hear other marines outside the room walking up and down the halls and talking to each other, and even the rattle of pots and pans by the cook in the kitchen.  I was trying to decide what to do when my bed partner woke up, rolled over, and, with hardly a word, climbed on top of me and slid his penis inside me.  He entered me so easily that I realized I was still dripping wet from the night before.  Vaguely, I recalled that he had spurted sperm inside me two or three times. 

My tongue thick, my head aching, and my bladder full, I should have been humiliated.  I was lying on my back on a bed in the brightness of day while a boy I barely knew — 15 years younger than me — lay between my legs and thrust his broom-stick penis up my vagina.  Momentarily, I wanted to pull away from him and run.  But where?  Out into the hallway? Naked?   

With no other options, I submitted. He took a long time, pumping mechanically back and forth, straining to cum, still empty after the night before.  He paused and said a few nice words to me and, suddenly — a sucker for sweet nothings — I felt a twang of pleasure, and then more pleasure, and I began to move with him and soon I had my first man-made orgasm in more than six months. It was a good one.   When we had both finished and he rolled off, I relaxed happily and, suddenly, all the pee inside me spilled out and soaked him and the bed.     

He jumped up cursing and wiped pee off himself with a sheet and shouted that I had to go.  He opened the closet door and threw my clothes at me.  I dressed while he stripped the bed and mopped up pee and when I went out the door he didn’t even turn his head to say goodbye.  It had not been a romantic experience — but, on reflection, it hadn’t been that bad either.  The marine was an immature asshole, but I had gotten laid, and I told myself I had performed pretty well.  If only I hadn’t had to pee so badly.  A lesson learned.  And another was that I wasn’t going to find love and romance while working in a small country in Africa, so I had better be satisfied with sex.  In other words, after long years of being a good girl who restrained her horniness, I decided to become a slut.

I’m now 50, so it’s been 15 years since my night with the Marine.  I’ve had sex with 120 men. Most of them were one- or two- or three- night stands. My rule of thumb is: if I like a man and he’s willing, I fuck him — and not a few times that’s happened minutes after meeting him.  

Not that I don’t have standards.  I don’t have sex with men I work with; nor married men whose wives are present in the same town; and I only fuck young Marines when I’m desperate — and they feel the same way about me, especially as I grow older.     

Most of the men I’m had sex with are the people who come to the Embassy for a week or two to work: security, repairs, research, auditing, medical, etc.  They’re usually married — but their wives are thousands of miles away — and they’re fair game. One man I’m especially fond of has showed up 10 times over the last 15 years and we’ve enjoyed a couple of nights together on every one of his visits.  But that’s another story.  

Not being beautiful or young, I’ve worked on my technique.  My specialty is “Around the World.”  Start with a nervous or tense man — nearly all married men are — and work your way over his body, touching and tasting every part of him.  Fifteen minutes of Around the World and a dead man would stand up like a flagpole. Not that I’ve ever had sex with a dead man — although some were nearly dead. The oldest man I’ve fucked was 68 and the youngest was 19.          

I’ve suffered through lean times — months without a man — but I had one wonderful vacation in Greece when I had sex with 6 beautiful men in 18 days.  I can’t say that my sex life is ideal.  I still dream of having a man to come home to every day, but I doubt that’s going to happen.   In the meantime I’m not going to lose any opportunities by being hard-to-get.  That’s the life of a slut.  I chose it and I’m not sorry that I did.  At least, I’ve got some good stories to tell.

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2008-Mar-30 - Girl next door opens up

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to fuck your little sister's cute 18 year old friend? Well if she is really cute, really petite and blonde then you will absolutely love Lena. And if your sister's 18 year old friend is a redhead or brunette
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2008-Mar-30 - Movie Gallery From Anal Exploration

Sharron was a horny bitch who thought she could take any cock in her ass. That was until we introduced her to Mace. When she started to play with his cock and it began to grow you could see the fear in her eyes. But we’d paid the whore good money to get ass fucked and she knew we weren’t going to let her go will that cock had ripped her ass apart.

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2008-Mar-25 - Pity Fuck

It’s different when you’re young; the whole idea of being a dreaded “troll” seems so foreign. Then, one day, you wake up and find that indeed, you are one of the dreaded trolls. Suddenly, a pity fuck doesn’t seem so bad. Last night, a pity fuck is just what I looked for, too.

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I really wasn’t fooled by these two young guys who were chatting me up. It was Monday night, the bars were empty, I had money, they wanted drinks, I wanted sex, they were young. We’ve all been on the young side before, so I knew precisely what I was getting into. I like to think the whole scenario is somewhat similar to the Ancient Greeks making men out of the boys, but even I’m not that delusional. It’s about money, and balling. Nothing more, nothing less. Who was I to buck to the system when I had a boxerload of spoo wanting to take a ride?

Long story, short, I buy these two 20 something’s what seemed like an ungodly amount of liquor and bar snacks before they finally ask for “a ride home.” On the drive home, they chatted like a pair of drunken schoolgirls, gossiping about this one’s hair and that one’s pierced nipple, and I wondered if these two knew their way around a back door well enough to make this worthwhile. To my delight, it was worthwhile.

We got back to my place, and I did the obligatory drink offer and porn tape in the VCR, just to let them know what was going on. They needed no clues; they were on me like a pair of shoes. Within minutes, I found myself ass up, bent over the leather sofa with two pairs of hungry lips and hands all over my body. Granted, they weren’t big on foreplay, but I wasn’t looking for loving, I was looking to fuck and get fucked. One guy spread my ass open, jabbing his tongue in like an amateur, but I wasn’t about to complainespecially when the other one slipped around the sofa and stuffed his cock down my throat.

I took his dick in my mouth, holding the base of his rod tight until I sucked the whiskey dick out of him and his cock stood alone. Then I got busy working the tip of his bulging cock and I could hear him moan with pleasure. I teased him for a while, pushing his hips back when he tried to make me deep throat him, and I could see he was enjoying this little game.

Around back, his buddy poked around my asshole as if looking for loose change, so I finally told him to forget the finger play and fuck me already. His pants were off and his dick was buried within seconds. He fucked me fast, and fucked me hard, and he came nearly as fast as he shed his oversized jeans. I rolled my eyes as I got off the sofa and told the young man to sit in the Lazy-Boy and observe while I fucked his buddy properly.

His eager friend got down on all fours, like an obedient slave, and I rimmed him for a while as I spread his hole open with my fingers. I wasn’t sure if he’d taken it in the ass before, so I wanted to be careful. He was drunk, but not so drunk I couldn’t potentially hurt him. I finger fucked him for a while, as his friend looked on, slowly stroking his own cock in search of another hard on.

“Go get the Crisco out of my kitchen,” I ordered, and he quickly jumped from the chair and returned with my order.

I lubed the pink hole before me liberally, stuffing a few fingers deep inside, then pulling out, then in again. I stroked my cock, my very hard and wanting cock full of lube, then reached down to jerk the young man’s hard on.

“Get under him and suck his dick.”

The young man immediately slipped beneath his friend and obliged. I pressed the tip of my throbbing dick into the glistening asshole presenting before me, going slowly in order to gauge a reaction. He bucked back into me and took my entire shaft, nearly knocking me back in the process. Oh yeah, I thought, I’m in. I rocked slowly against his ass, but this didn’t satisfy him. He started fucking my dick, and I stood firm in amazement. This kid was hungry and he’d do all the work if I let him. And I did let him, at least for a little while. He slapped his ass back against me furiously waiting for me to haul off and fuck him, but I waited.

After teasing him for long enough, I placed the palm of my hand in the middle of his back and pushed him down to the floor. Then I fucked him. I closed my eyes and slammed my rod in and out as hard as my old body would allow. I grabbed his shoulders for leverage and fucked him as deep as I could. I could hear the young man moan and that got me even more excited, I could feel the surge and I knew I was going to come very soon. I pulled out at the last second and jerked my spoo onto his smooth back. Loads of pent up jism rolled off his back and onto the carpet, and when I was done I laid face down next to him.

“Now that’s how you fuck a man proper,” I breathed.

As I lay there next to this young man I just fucked, I started feeling smug, as if I really weren’t a troll. I was only 37, I reasoned, and these guys will probably brag they had the best sex of their lives right here in my living room. I was fooling myself. Who was I kidding? I’ll be the one they gossip about when tomorrow night’s trick takes them home. Then I felt my ass peel open, and lube spread about my hole, I realized we weren’t done yet, and that I was about to get fucked proper by a pair of twinks. Oh yes, life was NOT over at 37, not by a long shot.

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2008-Mar-25 - Toolbox Fuckers - Fuckin Drilldo In Action

Check out these pictures of a horny amateur brunette getting fucked with a drilldo, a heavy duty sex machine. It’s not her first time getting fucked with a sex machine, in fact she can’t get enough of them. She tried to describe it, but she said it wasn’t that easy. The only way she could really describe the drilldo is that it’s like getting fucked with a normal vibrator that’s been wayyyyy up to one hundred times the normal power. She says within seconds she can feel an orgasm building inside her, it doesn’t usually take longer than a few minutes for her to cum. Any longer than that and she has to take a break, the drilldo is just so powerful.

You can see more of the drilldo in action at Toolbox Fuckers. Watch this and other sex machines penetrate and drill horny teens and slutty babes. Toolbox Fuckers features hours of vidoes and thousands of pictures of the sex machines in action. Once you see these machines in action, you might never look at your power tools the same way again.

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2008-Mar-25 - Attraction

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2008-Mar-25 - Monica Sweet - Big heart

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2008-Mar-25 - Barely legal fucks old man

When Vika is invited over to her boss's house after work she didn't think anything of it at all. But her boss had big ideas and he worked his ass off to get this innocent girl naked and then to let him stick his cock in her mouth. He even gets to fuck this lil cutie who ends up taking his entire load on the chin!

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2008-Mar-25 - Movie Gallery From Teen Anal Hardcore

Delilah has got a new boyfriend and he wants to dig her ass bad. She's more than okay with that, as long as he'll draw it out of her to get a taste of her ass sweets. If her stud has got no problems spoiling her that way, they'll stay together a long, long time.

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2008-Mar-25 - Bitches N Hose - Readhead In Her Stockings

This photo set from Bitches N Hose has just about all of my fetishes. Most importantly, there’s a hot babe wearing a pair of white stockings. That satisfy my number one fetish. But I also love babes in lingerie and this hottie is wearing a lace bra and panty set. And she’s a a busty readhead. I have a weakness for babes with big boobs, especially redheads. I swear redheads are always wild in bed. I’ve never been with a redhead who wasn’t good in the bed and I can imagine this redhead would be the same! I’d love to be on that bed with her. I’d love to take the panties off and feel her stocking covered legs wrap around me as I get ready to fuck her!

Check out more of this redhead hottie in stockings at Bitches N Hose. Bitches N Hose is the number one stocking and pantyhose site. Come find out why no other site can compare to it!

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2008-Mar-25 - Masha fucks 2 studs

Masha’s boyfriend has been trying to get some pussy off of her for months now and the girl just is not cooperating at all. So he asks his best friend what to do and he says ‘Get her drunk and we’ll both fuck her.’ That is exactly what happens as these two guys and Masha party hard and fuck like crazy!.

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2008-Mar-25 - Sexy Kira needs extra money for school and shoves a vibrator in her pussy to get it.

Kira is a very cute 18 year old college freshman that needed some extra money for her schoolbooks and we were there to help her out. I have to tell you that if you live in a college town and have some extra money, letting teen girls model for you is quite a nice way to spend your afternoons. Any way, she didn’t know what to do so I gave her this vibrator and asked if she had ever used one before. She just smiled and took the toy. I think we can all agree she has used one before and she has a gorgeous little body.

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2008-Mar-25 - Sex with best friends brother

Tais comes to us and told us she had a fantasy. Yes we do have a great job, any way; this kind of shy, very cute teen girl had heard about us and said she has had a fantasy about fucking her best friend’s brother for years, ever since she hit puberty. And she wanted to know if we could make it happen for her. Her fantasy was about one time a couple of years ago, she spent the night at her friends house and she was in the bathroom getting ready for bed when he friends brother walked in to take his evening shower. In real life nothing happened, but ever since then she had played with her pussy thinking about what COULD have happened. So we asked Den if he wouldn’t mind playing the role of the best friend’s brother and he said that he would love to fuck this girl! Watch the video and see how well he does!

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