Suddenly one day I realized it had been quite a while since I'd spent some really good "quality time" with my dad. Well... that shouldn't be so hard to remedy!
Brad Tarkenton was rich and powerful and... alone. He'd lost everything that meant anything to him. Now, on a business trip, he'd meet a woman who would surprise him and, possibly, even make his life complete. Codes, in this case, would spoil the suspense and surprise of the story. Go to B.O.B's blog for an explanation of why he feels some stories shouldn't be fully coded.
There comes a time when a father has needs only his daughter can take care of. If that daughter wants to be a good daughter, she'll always be there for him when he has those needs!
For a girl (like me) who loves having sex in a church, you can just imagine the opportunity presented by national church convention! Not to mention I was attending courtesy of an invitation by my new boss - the school administrator who I'd recently "interviewed" with for my job starting this fall. His wife and kids were along as well but that just made it all the hotter for me.
Bob moved to South Dakota to get away from a painful situation. Then he fell in love with a slip of a girl who he knew he couldn't have, and found himself in pain again. You know that saying: No pain, no gain? It is a phrase that can be very true.
Every morning on the packed 7:42 a.m. train, 24-year-old Sophia catches the 45-year-old married stranger staring. What begins as innocent skirt teases and upskirt flashes quickly spirals into no-panties flashes, whispered commands, public grinding, train-toilet blowjobs, park-bench creampies, remote vibrators, alley piss play, full anal, footjobs, cum facials, and pregnancy-risk marathons. A slow-burn, addictive public-risk thrill ride that will own your commute.
A daring cam girl edges and squirts in an Uber's backseat during a 50-minute livestream, risking discovery by the hot driver. When he catches her, the ride turns filthy: fingers, oral, public fucking on the hood, creampie, and a cum-stuffed panty giveaway—all while thousands watch live.
Midnight Midnight veils London in shadow. She waits at Embankment, coat parted, lace stockings bare above, slick beneath skirt. He emerges—tall, eyes devouring. Fingers trace blouse, nipples hardening. Mouth devours hers, deep. Kneels, tongue laps slick folds, circles clit slowly. She shudders, comes biting cries. Lifts her, thrusts deep—rolling, filling. They grind against rail until she clenches, he spills hot. Vanishes. She smiles, marked. Midnight
Isabela arrives in Rio for the first time, meeting Thiago in Ipanema. Their taxi ride teases with his hand high on her thigh. Inside his apartment, he pins her to the wall, fingers plunging deep with wet sounds, tasting her arousal. He fucks her hard against the plaster—sharp slaps of skin, slick squelches, her cries echoing—until they both shatter. In bed, slow rolling thrusts build softer, deeper climaxes, bodies slick and trembling in the salt-scented dawn.