Dr. Michaels didn't call on Jason again for the rest of the weekend, dropping plans she had brewed up for Saturday afternoon in light of his misbehavior. She was left frustrated and furious, but she refused to give the boy the satisfaction of her company if he was going to try tying strings to her and make her dance. He could just simmer away alone in his sa...
It's Saturday night. We are kicking back on the sofa. I'm enjoying a glass of wine and you have a beer while we watch the hockey playoffs. I am sitting between your legs, leaning back against your chest. I am wearing only panties and an oversize t-shirt; you - having recently showered - are bare chested and commando in shorts. There is nowhere I would rather...
It was Saturday night, and Tom and Karen were sitting on the couch in their family room while Tom endlessly flipped through channels of uninteresting programs trying in vain to find a program that would appeal to both of them. Karen had just finished twelve hours of homework for her latest class and was in a rather unpleasant mood since the paper she was wri...
It's mid-afternoon on a clear Saturday in August at San Diego's clothing optional Black's Beach. The teenage girl kneeling in the sand in front of Matt Sinclair is completely naked. She holds a shock of curly brown hair back with one hand and thrusts her breasts forward. Her green eyes follow the movement of the paintbrush in Matt's hand, and then at Matt hi...
Agent Fooker went to North Korea with one mission, retrieve the code that would give access to the military's secret weapon location archives and only one thing on his mind: Korean pussy. He had never been with a Korean woman and he had heard so much about their heavenly tight pussy that he had an erection on the plane, he jumped with his parachute and he st...
Mistress Annabelle was preparing her scene well tonight. Her submissive, Lucy had been a very bad girl recently and deserved a harsh punishment. She wasn't going to go easy on her at all. Not after she'd caught her pleasuring herself in the bathroom without permission the night before. Lucy was never allowed to play with herself unless her Mistress expressly...
I checked into my room at the Lathem not knowing what the day would hold. Would she come? Would the cyber fantasy be fulfilled? I took a long shower and wrapped myself in the hotel bathrobe. Minutes later I hear your knock on the door. I glance at the clock, not a minute late, not a minute early. A good start. I open the door, you stand in the corridor, you...
Anna came home from a long busy day and slipped the heels off of her tired feet. The temperature inside the dark apartment was almost as cold as it was outside. Glumly, she flipped on the kitchen light, turned up the heat and made her way to the laundry room. Despite her mood, she smiled as she tossed the soiled sheets and panties from the night before int...
I was doing the best I could to draw the lines of her shoulders and the proportion of her slender figure onto the sketchbook. The problem was that my excitement of seeing Diana partially clothed, was giving me a rigid hard-on and an unsteady hand. "How's it going," she asks, looking demurely over her shoulder, her back to me "Er, uh, fine. Can you turn a l...
The sodium light on the temporary power pole cast a harsh yellow light against the house and through the framed windows. Jack pulled onto the gravel pad and got out of his truck to check the site before driving home. The muggy night air soaked his shirt within seconds. He pulled it over his head and wiped the sweat from his face before tucking the sodden shi...