I'd been waiting at the airport for about a hour when finally I catch sight of V. She was wheeling her one carry-on, and wearing a tiny red crop top and a low-cut, very short, flippy white miniskirt.
My wife, Liz, lay naked before me on the bed, arms curled above her head and legs splayed wide, her shaved, wet pussy exposed. My head dipped between her thighs, my tongue working it's way up the wet
If an account of my wife and friend annoys you, stop now. ***** Last winter my workplace abruptly closed after a blizzard alert, canceling my three day shift. My wife, Lieb, had my car to be serviced
"Hey Zai, have you seen my trenchcoat? I need it for my costume on Friday!" Said Will. "No, Love. But why? I thought you were going to be Harry Potter, and I was going to be Hermione?" Zaya replied. "
I'm lying in bed waiting. Waiting for my wife to come home from fucking another man - with my consent. I'm impatient and restless and incredibly horny. My mind is filled with wondering about where she
I met Amanda some years ago when both were at the University. After a while we fell in love and got married. None was a virgin when we married but I did not matter for none was really curious about ea