A biker's old lady

A Biker's Old Lady by Duskshade “God damn it!!” I cursed as the wrench slipped off, shooting my hand yet again into the sharp cooling fins of the motorcycle engine. The customer was always right,[…]

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The healing process

“I think I’m getting sick.” /> /> “Why? What are your /> “A little scratch in my throat. My head hurts. I don’t like where this is headed.” “No, me neither. OK, I have the[…]

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1 pussy, 1 cock

"That was fun," Kendra said to Dave. Dave, standing behind her, reached up her shirt and squeezed. "I couldn't wait for them to leave. I haven't seen you in a week, and neither has my[…]

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Goddess

My name is Ahmed and I have recently joined in a company which is situated in Las Vagus. So I had to move here leaving my lovely Chicago. The company has branches in almost every[…]

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Fucking mr. shapiro.

Walking into Mr. Talbot’s room, I hitched my backpack farther up on my shoulders, before reaching and tugging my black-and-orange plaid mini-skirt further down over my thighs. I surveyed the room, and, seeing no one,[…]

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Part time job

It had been over three weeks now since Lindy and her boyfriend had broken up and the sexual tension that had slowly been building up in her plump pussy was now becoming almost unbearable!!! Even[…]

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