Late seven

Late Seven By Systematic Sandy wanted to get laid. I could tell from the looks he was giving me, his body language. It had only been a week since our sleepover, but he was getting[…]

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House warming party

“Chuck, are you almost done with those hors Phyllis asked me. Placing the last one on the plate I replied, “Yep, and I even have the drinks /> Coming around the corner of our bedroom,[…]

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Dark desires

“Can you hurry up a little?” I call to you as I glance at my watch again, “the rate you’re going we’ll be at the restaurant sometime in the next month.” I say with a[…]

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The stickup

"Why can't I just once find a convenient spot," Merion said to her self while circling the parking lot looking for an open spot!!! Two more times around and there it was, a BMW was[…]

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Gay?

The water rained down on our glistening bodies as we kissed and groped. My hand slipped down and began fondling his scrotum. He groaned and fell against the shower wall as I proceeded to give[…]

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Internet meeting

I waited nervously in the parking lot at the deli where Christina wanted to meet. I found the deli no problem and I watched very impatiently for her 1996 blue Saturn. I have never met[…]

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