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My husband and I were married for five years, and as for me, I considered our sex together as “great.” I did a lot of things for my husband to make our sex interesting and not boring, like playing a role, dressing up like a whore, raping sketches and on a few occasions even took part in three with my husband and another man.

I came home from work this Friday, feeling a little weird and in the mood for something wild and crazy. I went to the bedroom and undressed my work clothes, then to the bathroom for a relaxing bath.

Beverly was from Iowa. Eighteen and nine in town. She didn’t make a lot of friends, she said, ‘cause she wasn’t used to going out at night. I met her on the bus while we went to work. We stopped at the same stop. Although she was a little younger than me (I am 42) we seemed to hit him. She was a deliciously refreshing change of some of the more jaded women I know. Yet, my feelings towards her were not entirely paternal. She was very fine, with short blonde hair and blue eyes that I’ve never seen. Because of its thin light frame, her breasts were small enough. I was looking forward to seeing exactly how small it was. She had 5'8" tall and her legs were beautiful. She looked like a ballerina. The long thin legs disappear in the tightest little round background you can imagine.

It all started in my first year of high school. I just had a car and found other friends like that. I’m not gay. I have a beautiful girlfriend I love with all my heart.

Let me talk to you about me, I got 6'3’’ out of 200lbs. I’m really proud to say pure muscle. I’ve only got 12 percent of body fat, I’ve been going to a gym for three years straight 6 days a week. I have blond blue eyes and brown skin all year round. What is difficult to live on Long Island.