It might have been the excellent tongue work of the woman lapping at her love bud. But most likely it was a combination of all of that. In any case, M...usey soon found herself thrashing on the stone table yelling and screaming as she experienced one of the greatest orgasms of her life.The two women working on her adjusted the ropes so her legs were wide apart and her feet were now tight against the rough sides of the stone. This left her body bowed in an arch with her cunt wide open. The two who. He realised that she was saving money – after all, the units on the lower floors would have picked up any intruder.He remembered that he had said in his note that he would contact her when he returned, so he locked the office and rang the doorbell of her flat. There was a long pause and he thought she must be out on her rounds. Then the door opened.A man stood in the doorway. He had clearly just awoken and he did not look happy. His blond hair was mussed up and his blue eyes were bloodshot. He. Then there’s Samuel’s physical fitness story. We were home for Christmas and he found my Mr. Howdy and put him on the far side of his bed, hostage. When I snuck in for a rescue, it was a trap, pretty fun for a cold winter’s night.At breakfast Dad asked what was the banging about. Samuel said he did pushups every day, but had forgotten until he was in bed. You can’t do real pushups on a mattress, the exercise kind, anyway. My kind, I could.BIRTHDAY PARTIESThe big event of the Bicentennial was my. I posted the story, it was a little out of place because the site specializes in erotica, but they allowed about anything legal to be posted.It was up for less than eight hours and I started getting emails. Most were complimentary but several with some sincere criticism. I went back and did a thorough spell and punctuation check, and fixed some run on sentences, also paragraphs were too long. One person pointed out that I was being unrealistic on how long I was having my character hit a golf.