Creampie

Mable offered to help his friends Jake and Dean paint their house. She had chosen a very nice purple shade to help them. She arrived early on Saturday morning and noticed that they had already started opening the door. Mable enters the living room and sees them paint. They were both wearing T-shirts and shorts. She admired the bodies while they shook sweat. Dean talked and told him to take a brush and start. [Read More]

It all started on a Saturday afternoon when I came in after mowing the lawn. Mom jumped me from behind the door and started tickling me ruthlessly. “Gottcha!” she shouted and began to circle me against a wall. I started laughing and tried to fight Mom’s fingers for their torture. Know that if I didn’t run away soon, Mom would make me cry so loudly. We’ve done things like that since I was seven. [Read More]

John, it was beautiful. How’s your day? Do I still have a bad day? I’m kidding. “I have a wonderful day,” we whisper gently, a sweet breath dye your voice. “Wait until you see what kind of NIGHT you’re going to have!” I’m still laughing. “UH oh”, you smile in response. “Oh, honey!” I’m sighing. “I forgot. I brought some work to read before tomorrow. Why don’t I clean this up from dinner, and I’m gonna start working. [Read More]

“This guy and his wife like to have key parties,” Emily said. “The guys throw their keys in a pile and the women take out a set and go home with the guy who belongs to the keys. " “What? They don’t really do it like that, do they?” I asked him. I was intrigued, stimulated, really. I read and dreamed of these things, but I never thought they were true. [Read More]

Mom went out shopping with her friends and Dad was at work, so I went to her room, like I did before when she left for a while. I took out her sexy lingerie, her stockings, and her highest heels, about 5 inches. I unpacked and put her stuff on, and I was standing in front of her mirror when Mom came in on me. “Honey, why are you wearing my stuff,” she asked. [Read More]

Angie didn’t like doing it. There, in front of her boyfriend Rick and her friend Luke, her exposed breasts, and her voluptuous breasts 36 inches of D-cup tied from their bra and clinging on her chest so lightly, she was not particularly happy. At least she wore a set of tights, naked in colour to prevent her being totally naked, but her 38-inch hips were clearly defined as the little patch of pubic hair on her pussy. [Read More]

My wife and I had another of our legendary fights and decided to stay in a hotel for the night and relax. The clerk looked at me a little funny when I went to check at 9:00 and had no ID. I explained to him the fight with my wife and how I left my wallet at home and the story of my emergency money in the car and, with a tip of $100, I soon had a room with no questions with double queens. [Read More]

The bright light that shines from behind it turned off and turned off like the door of the closed piping room, and for a moment they stood where they were, seeing what was before them more clearly now. They were in a small room, with a long narrow corridor in front of them. There was a dark but definitive light that shines, but the smooth lines of the walls were strangely interrupted by suspended forms, as if horizontal candles had been placed there that had softened as burnt and rusty, stretching their wicks and now hardened in permanent curves downwards. [Read More]

They were my best friends, but they grabbed and it cost me a lot. My name is Gloria and I’m 18, brown, and what I’d call a lucky girl. My only problem is that I’m shy. I was only dating once and it was a disaster. I couldn’t talk to the boy at all. It was my 18th birthday that all my girlfriends gave me a surprise party in one of their homes. [Read More]

I’m gonna be 23 in three days. This story is about what happened between my brother and I at the age of 14. At the time, I was very surprised. My brother was 18 at the time. It wasn’t the kind of boy who likes to go out a lot, he was more reserved and a little shy with the girls. In December of this year, my mother decided that it was time for him to have his own room. [Read More]