Where the fuck did my panties go? That is the question. Just an hour ago I was on the couch in Mr. Thompson’s study, his cock deep inside me, fucking me over and over again. My eyes rolled back, I was in pure bliss. I had wanted this since I was 15 years old. Three…
Ever since hurting myself playing girl’s volleyball my senior year in high school, I’ve been getting massages. I don’t need them, per say, anymore, but I love them. That was three years ago. I have a membership at a massage place and I go at least once a month. The good thing about massage is…
I know you are wondering, what did they do, my wife and that stranger? Well, not a stranger to her, he had been chatting her up all night. He was stealing glances down her blouse, checking her sexy curves from behind each time she walked away, all night long. He pretended to look at her…