Hallo, ich bin Gina und bin die Tochter des Dofpfarrers. Klar viele sagen Pfarrer dürfen doch keine **** haben aber hey, es gibt da einen Unterschied zwischen Katholiken und den Evangelen und mein Vater ist evangelischer Pfarrer. Das Dorf in welchem ich lebe liegt relativ nahe an der Ostsee, gleichzeitig aber auch mitten im nirgendwo. Es ist ein Ort mit nich...
A little Courage, or a Carribbean vacation not well remembered. This story relates something that happened to us recently, and a few years ago. It is told in dialog form as best I can remember, and I hope you enjoy it. The conversation was between me and my lovely wife, Andrea. Last weekend we were sitting in our living room going through some old boxes...
Day Three I woke up late the next day and laid in bed reviewing my adventures so far. I'd been totally nude for almost two days now. I'd done two naked miles, one voluntary at night, one forced in broad daylight. I'd been fucked and sucked Jerry's dick at a roadside park, in the grass outside the cabin, in the cabin, and on the deck. Had two great pee-gasms...
"That definitely is a positive" said Claire. "Having only 151 cars of that model manufactured should make identifying it much easier." Tyler nodded and took another drink of coffee. He had been updating Claire and Dennis in on what Katie had told him about the Corvette over breakfast. They were scheduled to meet with Sheriff Radcliff in a little under an ho...
The author would like to give special thanks to KillerRomance and teresawrites2u for proofreading and feedback. Callista was distraught. Her mind was too busy to allow her to fall asleep. She hated to see otherwise good days ruined by bad news, and today was such a day. She found out while visiting her mother that, beginning in two days, much of the forest...
I went to an Eric Clapton/Muddy Waters concert in 1979 (Ticket price $7.50, including tax and no "transaction fee"). My roommate Alan and I got to the "festival seating" venue, where there are no seats on the floor and it's every-man-for-himself, very early--we were the very first people there--to get up real close to the stage and secure our spot front and...
Okay, I admit it...I was feeling 'frisky', but that wouldn't be right either. Horny is the term that applies here. I was on, yet, another trip to the city where hubby and I lived for several years. The city in which hubby and I began our other life as swingers. An other life that we both enjoyed and, at times, took advantage of when one or the other was a...
Room 206 "Shithole for a bachelorette party," Cathy scowls. "We're going out anyway," says Becca. "What if we meet boys?" asks Maria. "Jessica has dibs. She's bride." "We'll meet boys," says Jessica. "I know what happened at his party." Slips a thong past tan thin thighs. "Someone's going to be very lucky." Room 151 Point remote, more volume....
Looking to my left, I was still somewhat shocked at her beauty. Her flowing hair the color of a newly lit fire, her face milky white, with shockingly blue eyes. Her mascara made her eyes even more prominent and infinitely sexier. She had a very deep shade of red lipstick on, much darker than her hair. She was wearing a blue top, very preppy, showing a lot of...
Kevin smiled as he stepped off the 747 and onto MCAS Miramar's airfield dressed in his desert "digis" with his giant green c-bag flung over one shoulder. It didn't matter that he'd been in the air for most of the last eighteen hours or that he was probably the only sober man on the entire plane, that stop over in Bangor Maine had been wild. All he really rem...