“You won’t be single long,” all my friends joked after my first wife died. I think they were just trying to cheer me up, so I would toss back playful answers like, “Well, the kids are too old to need a hot young nanny…” They would play along, with answers like, “so audition maids willing
I used to be able to sleep. I used to look forward to bed time, a time for relaxation and rest and recovery from the stress of the day. I would fall into bed and drift off, leaving the day behind. Now, I am almost afraid to go to bed. No matter how exhausted I
I am of Italian decent, born in the south and raised in the north, I have been lucky enough to move to Nashville to pursue being a TV Reporter. Now I know that the profession of Reporting has fallen into the same category as being a Politician, or a Lawyer. I have always thought that
It was a hot August afternoon. Cicadas buzzed lazily in the trees. The oppressive heat of summer was just beginning to give way to the brisk comfort of autumn, and to celebrate the end of the season, Tristan and Perrie were hosting a barbecue for their friends. Little did they suspect, though, what would happen
So my girlfriend and I had decided we wanted to visit the local adult store to try out a little gloryhole fun. We had watched videos together and she always said she’s like to see me getting my cock sucked through the hole, and who am I to turn down getting head, eh? She’d also
I called up my old high school friend who used to have this crush on me cause I was in the mood to see if I can get from him what I couldn’t get from my boyfriend which was pleasure. I’ve been talking on the phone with him for awhile telling him how my boyfriend
Marcy told me “Roy you can’t cum in me, you have more ladies to service.” I pulled out and got up and went to the redhead who was cleaning Toms cock. She had medium size breast with light purple nipples, nipple rings and a cute little pussy. I noticed another guy between Gina’s legs and
Back in her room Selena took off her tight jeans and red top and took a look at herself in the mirror. Looking over her shoulder she admired the three pink-red stripes on the crowns of her butt cheeks. She traced the stripes with one finger and wondered why the slight burning sensation gave her
I reached inside her top and pulled out her right breast and was pinching her nipples as I fondled her breast. I pulled her breast like I was showing it to the guys across the aisle from us and one guy came over and sat beside her. I could sense she was getting nervous as
The first thing you should know about me is that I’m painfully shy. I blush easily and rarely speak up. I like wearing clothes that make me inconspicuous. I’ve been called many things – sweet, clever, supportive, cowardly, empathic, timid, deep – but no one, not even my ex-boyfriend of eight years has ever called
