“Because I am, I don’t want it to sound phony… But who are we going to show his to anyway? Better be just about nobody! I swear to God, I’ll use that cane on you if you show this to… hey Duke, no boy... Down Duke… you’re a good boy but not now… oh shit… honey… his red rocket is out again… good boy” Fadeout as Melanie leans down to Duke, accepting his wet tongue kisses in her open mouth. Special thanks and kisses to Melanie for the inspiration and the “playtime” (Nudge nudge wink wink!), and her editing. She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her. She recalled the party when she was 18, which set her on the road to ruin and how she had become entangled with a biker gang where she lived as their slut. She remembered how after escaping that life she lived with Mary until finally the jealously that Mary developed drove her out. Turning the pages again she remembered how she met Tony and fell madly and deeply in love and was so happy the day they married. A tear rolled down her cheek as she came across an entry entitled "Divorce final today" but her face broke into a dirty grin as she turned over a few anal more pages and came to an entry "Going to America"......... Julie settled back into the business class seat and kicked off her shoes and wiggled her toes. Picking up her bag, she opened it and took out a crumpled and tear stained piece of paper. Carefully unfolding it she began to read ...." Dear Julie, I have never asked you to choose between our marriage and your work as I know how much both mean to you. I don't think it's fair to put you in a position of having to choose so I have decided to make the choice for you. I love you uncut now and always will but I cannot stand the thought of the knock on the door telling me you are gone. Maybe this is the coward's way out, maybe not, but I hope and pray you won't judge me to harshly. Have a wonderful and safe life dearest Julie. All my love. Tony". A voice at her elbow broke Julie's far away thoughts, as the steward politely asked her if she wanted a drink. Watching the steward's departing back she admired his neat bum but sighed to herself, thinking he was probably gay. Looking out of the window at the clouds Julie reflected on the last five years during which she had been faithful to her husband straying with neither a man nor a woman, although had been tempted a few times. masturbation Julie had decided at 30 she needed to make up for lost time, hence the trip to America and as they were always saying how things were 'big' over there she hoped it ran to their men as well. The fasten seat belt bell woke Julie from a deep sleep and she looked round guiltily as if her fellow passengers could read her mind about the vivid sexual dream she had just awoken from. Julie was still half asleep and smiling to herself as she remembered bits of the dream when the taxi pulled up outside of the hotel. After checking in Julie took the express lift to the suite she had treated herself to with the promise that her bags would be sent straight up. Tired from the long journey amateur Julie padded across the large room shedding her clothes as she went to the bathroom. She looked at her body critically in the full-length mirror, gay turning at all angles to see what 30 meant to her. She loved her brothers cock. She sighed, and jumped up next to me. She put her arm over my chest and stuck her head in my shoulder. I didn’t care who could see all of my pussy as I lifted masturbation my leg. “I need to get a knife.” Both were naked, but he couldn’t remember a thing. As the girl’s hands went up and down on his shaft the foreskin would cover the glans and then uncover it. "You didn't." I lied. There was a bath, two showers, and a toilet, all with curtains round them. It was after Jessica led the team to claim the State Championship where he showed his true colors. The next morning, gay we were preparing for discharge and I was saddened I haven’t had any more contact with the girl. It coated my cheeks and chin. It wasn’t mind blowing, but it was enough to have me bucking my hips and moaning. It’s not like I’m going to start going around 24/7 and doing my grocery shopping in the nude just because I stripped at the beach one time.” Brittany, now trying anal to finish the second glass had her eyes go wide and almost tried to strangle out of it."Shh, Brittany just do as I ask and this will all be over soon. She was not going to fuck this black boy that she’d only met a couple hours ago. I wanted to uncut touch them, cup them, pet them, kiss them. His wiry pubic hair tickled me. I shuddered, drinking in the incestuous situation, the bed creaking and groaning as I fucked him faster and faster. Ishaan touched my arm discretely and retreated to the side where he joined Mary. "Please Trish don't call me that." “The horniest, most considerate, best lover rapist in the world.” They laughed as Julie got out of bed to get dressed. “But eighteen is too young for a girl?” 

 “Yep. Ball ‘em up in your hand, come back out, and… give them to Brian to keep.” I instantly felt electric amateur throughout my body as every nerve tingled, unlike on coke my nipples grew hard as diamonds and my cock was instantly rock hard and buzzing, it felt like it was going to explode without any stimulation!