Ah, the joy of anaI s3x. The exquisite feeling of sticking your c0ck in that soft, velvet-like envelope and hearing your wife or girlfriend moan, “Yes baby, that’s it… fucck me in the ass… your c0ck feels so big in my tight a$s… fucck your baby in the a$s… harder… harder…” Is that living –…
“I never thought I’d be a cougar. But there’s a certain amount of attention you just can’t ignore.” Shelby and Brenda were day-drinking in the shaded part of the patio. The sun shone in shimmering reflection off the rippling blue pool. “Yeah. I know what you mean. But he’s at least legal right?” “Just.” “Well,…
Maggie sighed. It was almost midnight when she began to approach the building where she’d now been living for almost three months. At 25, this wasn’t exactly how she’s imagined herself to be, but given the circumstances, the small apartment in this worn-out building would have to do. As Maggie put the keys into the…
“Daddy!” my daughter Lara called as she came running out of the house. I barely had time to shut the car door before she jumped into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist. I held her tight, one hand sliding under her butt to support her. It didn’t matter that she was 18 now. I still loved it when she jumped into my arms like this.
“Princess! Oh, I missed you,” I said as I held her.
She kissed my cheek rubbed her nose against my jaw. “Missed you more.”
I set my daughter on her feet. “It’s good to be home.”
“You were gone so long, Daddy,” she said, holding my hand, intertwining our fingers.
“I know, baby. How’s my favorite girl?”
“Ahem,” my wife Agatha said from the porch. “Your favorite girl?”
“Uh, I said favorite girls,” I said, letting go of my daughter’s hand. “Plural. One. Two. Girls. That’s what I said.”
“That’s not what I heard,” Agatha said.
“Well, that’s what I said. Isn’t it, Lara?”
Lara looked at her mother. “That’s not what I heard.”
Agatha scoffed and went back into the house.
“Gee, thanks,” I muttered to Lara. “Way to throw me right under the bus.”
She pouted at me. “I’m sorry, Daddy, but Hagatha has been a total bitch to me this week.”
“Lara, don’t call your mother that.”
“But, Daddy, she has been a total hag.”
I went around to the trunk and took out my suitcase. “I wish you two wouldn’t fight so much.”
Lara grabbed my duffel bag and put the strap around her shoulder. She was a small girl, only 5 feet tall, slim, with a c-cup. She had rosy cheeks, red lips, bright brown eyes, and long brown hair. She always dressed sexy. Today she had on a red skirt that barely made it down her thighs and a short sleeve white shirt, perfect for August weather…………..SEE more on the next page,go below this page CLICK>>>2