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take5girls: It was the next day and I was getting ready for my meeting with the boy from school. With the memory of our naughty phone chat still fresh in my mind, I deliberately left the house without my knickers on and walked to meet him. I was
Sally is a perfect wife and wonderful mother. When her daughter needed to sell a dozen more girl scout cookies to earn her cub-scout badge, Sally wondered what she could do to help. The next day after dropping the children off at school she was walking
Blind Date: Part 4The next day, I walked into Juli’s apartment to see her looking like a walking wet dream. She was wearing a black jumpsuit with such a low cut neckline you could almost see her navel and the shorts so high it hardly covered
powerful-art: Franz Kafka, the story goes, encountered a little girl in the park where he went walking daily. She was crying. She had lost her doll and was desolate.Kafka offered to help her look for the doll and arranged to meet her the next day at
justanothermom2014: The next day after finding the rest room with the gloryhole, I met my bosses’ son, he was really nice, then I excused myself to run to the rest room and as I was in there, I notice her son walked into the mens room stall, and soon
minima–moralia: Franz Kafka, the story goes, encountered a little girl in the park where he went walking daily. She was crying. She had lost her doll and was desolate.Kafka offered to help her look for the doll and arranged to meet her the next day
bbcrespect: xxxpornandsex: this white slut know she has reached new levels when someone walks in and she don’t give a fuck. then when the man she was with is finished the next jumps on and she love it just the same. Any Day, Any Place
0ldperv: louisebstuff: After he had taken me on almost every surface, Dad started on the chairs. As for me… I couldn’t even remember my own name… or what day it was. And even though I can’t walk the next day. I’m still back for more that afternoon.
wendiana99: Franz Kafka, the story goes, encountered a little girl in the park where he went walking daily. She was crying. She had lost her doll and was desolate. Kafka offered to help her look for the doll and arranged to meet her the next day at the
sloppysecondspdx: My husband went to a leather bar and found the biggest cocks to bring back to his hotel room, he could barely walk the next day but his only regret was being bred by just one of the massive cocks. I guess that’s why he is going back
miamisugarxo: NYC was a success. Englishman took me to an amazing steakhouse Sunday night and left me the next day to walk around by myself and spend his money, as he had to fly to Dubai in the morning. I basically froze my tits off but I came home a
avagardner: “I slept in Frank’s pajamas, at least the top half of them, and the next day we walked along the empty beach, me in the bottom half of my travel suit and Frank’s jacket. Naturally a photographer was lying in wait and snapped a shot
My girlfriend and I met after a couple of weeks yesterday. We fucked. Hard. All night. I sprained my left shoulder and her pussy was so sore the next day that she couldn’t walk straight. It was beautiful.
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thelittlestastronaut: i want to be carl sagan one time i got really high and went for a walk and i found the big dipper and flipped a shit and then i told all my friends and the next day no one believed me and they thought i was hallucinating but i
tester1001me: As she left my penthouse the next day to get her car she thought to herself “fuck, what am I going to tell my husband this time? Fuck, that was so damn good last night and this morning. Fuck, here comes my neighbor walking right towards
what-was-left-of-the-good-in-me: It really just sucks knowing I won’t be able to look forward to the end of a shitty day and have you walk into my bedroom and lay down next to me and cuddle and talk and feel like everything’s okay. Just knowing I