Thanks for waiting for part 4. I am truly grateful for the feedback and the kudos. I stood up on shaky legs and stood there looking down at Mrs. Hansen. She swung her legs to the floor and also stood up. "This will be better in bed," she spoke softly. Taking my hand she proceeded to her room and dropped her dressing gown to the floor. I gawked at her comp...
In the grey, misty dawn that blanketed the countryside a few miles from the outskirts of Dalton, silent shapes moved around the large plantation house. Rifles, canteens, and anything else that could make noise was wrapped in rags to silence even the smallest “tink” of metal against metal or wood. The shapes, in tattered grey uniforms or linsey-woolsey shirts...
The sensation of relief gushing through my cock was exquisite. My fingers could feel the hard flow desperate to escape pulse through my semi erect shaft as I watched the steady jet play up the stone wall in front of me, proximity sufficient for hot splash backs to pepper my ankles and sandaled feet. The feelings accompanying the immediate release of my desp...
The kid was not leaving me alone. “Come on, just a quickie?” He looked at me with puppy dog eyes that betrayed the nice cock he was packing. The problem is that it was just nice, and I’d already had it, and I wasn’t going to take a beating for the same cock twice if I could help it. “No Michael. I’ve already told you, I thought it was your birthday, I’m n...
Buggies and Boobs: A Passion in Old Fashioned At last I can relay to someone the experience of a lifetime that I enjoyed not so long ago in the very restrictive home and environment that's hallmark has been a horse and buggy. I was living with my father, mother and 3 sisters in the rural hills and valleys of central Pennsylvania. I was an 18 year old doubt...
Bronagh O'Shea was always waiting. She had waited until she was eighteen to marry, and now she spent her married existence waiting again. When she wasn't waiting for Donald O'Shea, her husband of seven years, to get out of bed and come through for breakfast, she was waiting for him to come home for his dinner. Waiting for him to find gainful employment since...
When my older sister Kate turned 19, she joined the college cheerleading team. She was so hot, strutting her stuff, her big, firm, knockers always pushing at the fabric of her tight top. Her miniskirt was so high on her well-toned thighs that you could nearly see the bottom of her pink cuntlips. She was not the only cheerleader who wasn't wearing panties dur...
"Julie!" called out Martina, struggling to lean up and look at her phone. The Latina was propped up against the wall, her gigantic near-yard-diameter belly engulfing most of her legs. The phone was sitting atop her stomach. A brunette with long legs squealed and came over to me. I put my hands on the wide ass in front of me as Julie bent over the bench-isl...
Belinda had inherited the textile giant her grandfather had founded back in the thirties. Ainslie Beasley had been a shrewd businessman and Belinda's father had built the business into a mufti-million dollar enterprise supplying clothing manufacturers across North America with quality fabrics. The statuesque blonde had acquired a Master's in Business at the...
Faith is the second vampire slayer. She is a loose cannon. She is sometime bad, sometime good, sometime trying to make up for her crimes. Where should we start with her Here the choices: You can go back when she was just a regular loose cannon good guy. She was a bit of a nymphomania back here. You can go back when she was bad and evil. The last choice is pr...