Solo Sex


dragon boy the hot tub

It's been a few weeks sent his last score he already feed for the years to come now his eggs are hatch and are sent away or killed by the knights is still feels safe in his location no sign of trouble yet he been hie low to hide his scent and it work but his sister as all readt change her host body and is in hiding he in the tub when may the girl next store cum in hi john she wearing a black bikini she clims in and goes over to him she kiss him ass he feels her ass just as they start making out his mom walks in and say glad ur making friends...

Going solo but not alone.

Woody Allen quote: "Don't knock masturbation; it's sex with someone I love" has a deep resonance with me. I am Katie LaSalle and I am studying Social Anthropology at Uni. It is fair to say that I am addicted to sex and have been so for a long time. I enjoy fucking boys and girls or if the opportunity arises both at the same time. However nothing beats making love to myself. Anything from a quick wank in the toilet to a long ride on my Sybian. Saturday is a special day for me. I make quick visit to the hairdresser and the local shops to buy any supplies I need, then the rest of the day is for myself. Twelve long hours of me time.

Phoebe; sex and punishment

Phoebe was causing her parents a lot heart ache and they were at their wits end. She dressed very provocatively and was rumoured to be having sex with a number of the local lads. At home she was rude, unhelpful and prone to bully her younger brother. The final straw was when she was expelled from school for trying to seduce a teacher. It was clear that strong measures were needed. It was decided that Phoebe would be sent to stay with her older sister. Nicole lived in a small village located on the southern tip of Corsica. Nicole herself had been far from a conventional child and in her own way had caused her parents much anguish. However, she had always been discrete and respectful.

Fun in the Sun

Her breathing was fast and deep as she took the last few steps up the well-worn path - partly from exertion, partly because she had been filled with nervous energy from the moment he had given her the instructions over IM earlier. Put your Ben Wa balls in and go for a walk on the cliffs. Do you have a favorite walk? Can you imagine how turned on you'll be after walking there with them inside you? It'll be torture. You'll be desperate to cum. I will take my toys with me, find a quiet spot on the beach and make yourself cum.

Thinking of You

She had been anticipating this all day. The little game that she and her lover were playing long-distance was maddening in some ways. All during the conference today she had found her mind wandering back to the envelope with the piece of paper that she had opened this morning "Masturbate to orgasm." It was an easy command to follow but the fact that she was being "dared" to do it made it seem like an order, which was exciting in itself. Her lover had thoughtfully provided some aids, a vibrator, lube and vibrating nipple clamps and now, after letting him know that she was ready, she had hung up the phone and prepared to fulfill the dare.

Fucking Machine Letters: Sandra

My girlfriend is always willing to try new things when it comes to our bedroom activities and while she is normally not inclined to suggest an idea she is more than happy to entertain my wishes and fantasies. I'm sure that part of the reason for her enthusiasm is that my fantasies are almost exclusively about giving her bigger, better and more frequent orgasms. What more could a girl ask for? She has found herself tied down, spread-eagled, blindfolded and gagged, shuddering through climax after climax as I ravaged her glistening pussy with my cock.

Jasmine's Insatiable Mother

Jasmine was eating her breakfast in the kitchen when she heard the bathroom door closing. It was a little strange because her mother used to wake up an hour later than that. Ever since her father left them, six years ago, for the eyes of a twenty years old blonde, her mother was the only one to assume full responsibility of all household expenses as none of the relatives offered to lend a helping hand. There were a mortgage loan and various credit cards which ought to be paid up urgently. Her mother was bound to work overtime, for as long as she could remember, in an account office which was run by two older luscious ladies, Matthea and Rosa.

A Dream Fulfilled

It was a warm night so she opened the window a little and went to bed nude and laid on top of the sheets. She lived out in the country and this was nothing new to her. A few hours later a young migrant worker was walking thru the country when he saw a house in the distance. Hoping to find someone awake and ask for work and food he continued up to the house. There was only a porch light on outside as he approached and no sign of light from inside but he had noticed a barn out back so he figured he could least get some sleep and be gone before anyone noticed. Walking round back he noticed a night coming through a window and carefully walked up to see if he could see anyone.

Diary's Secret

Rose couldn't believe after 2 days she was still finding evidence of the party her daughter Jen through for her cheer team. Just 6 screaming and giggling teen girls made her house look like a natural disaster in one weekend. As Rose was cleaning the popcorn out from under the couch cushions she found Jen's diary. Tossing it on the coffee table she started vacuuming out the couch and put the cushions back. When she was done she went to grab the diary and take it to Jen's room. Leaning over to pick it up it fell open and she read just 4 words that made her freeze. "She tasted so sweet". Knowing how wrong it was to continue reading she quickly closed it and took it to her teen's room.

Young Widow CH02

My date with Doug was not the first sexual experience I had since my husband had passed away. The first with another another person, yes, but you know, there are other ways. I had become a widow at age 28 after a 10 year marriage. Two months after that I was still in a cloudy haze, not sure of anything. People had been so very wonderful to me, but after a few weeks everyone seems to think it is time to move on. "Accept what happened and move on," they say. But it doesn't work that way. Not with a spouse, especially. I didn't understand that either, until it happened to me.