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"So how long have you lived here?" I asked Kent as he took off from in front of my house. "Not long," Kent started. "Just three years. Give or take three months," he told me with a grin on his face. "Three years is 'not long'?" I asked him with a laugh. "Well, it doesn't feel like it's been that long until I think back," Kent answered. Less then five minutes later Kent was pulling up to a small house that had a detached garage that appeared to be about twenty feet from the residence. With my bag back over my shoulder, I followed Kent up the path and the little steps to stand behind him as he dropped his duffle and wedged the box between him and door as he unlocked the front door with its three locks. I'm sure he had at least two too many. This was a very safe neighborhood. "Do you want me to heat up the pizza?" Kent asked once he got the door open and was walking inside. I saw the kitchen from the doorway b...

I almost made it home.  I looked around before lifting my skirt. I backed up to the cone while facing the only way out of the dead-end street. I sank my ass down and my eyes flutter closed for a second. Maybe two. I pushed harder and my pussy got wetter. I had toys at home. I should have kept walking. I sank even more. The burn of my ass was as good as I’ve been daydreaming about since noon. “Carol?” a familiar voice called out to me. It was Luke’s. My husband. I turned around and sank even further onto the cone. “Aaaahh,” I moaned loudly as I came in front of him. “Just one hundred more feet and you would have made it,” Luke told me as he came towards me. He stopped to smile down at me as I continued to cum and slide even further down the cone. “Time to get you inside,” he said as he now looked around for anyone else. “I told you I didn’t mind watching you do this outside, but that thing isn’t clean, and I don’t need to have Marbell trying to play nurse,” Luke said...

I walked into the lounge and saw her sitting there in a tank top that was almost as small as her breasts and a tight pair of jeans. Her long blonde hair was out and coming over her shoulders. When she looked up and saw me her hand slid into the front of her jeans and I stood there for a few minutes as I watched her masturbating to the sight to me. “Are you going to stop any time soon?” I asked her as I slowly stiffened from the show she was giving me. “Not by myself,” she told me with a grin on her face. When she started to move her hips I moved to take a seat next to her. “Mind if I joined you?” I asked her. “Not at all,” she said as she looked down at my budge. Her eyes stayed glued there as I opened my fly and tugged my cock out. “That was what I was dreaming of,” she told me as I started to stroke myself. “And how long have you been having this dream?” I asked her as I spread my legs a little more as I continued to stroke my hardening cock. “About three weeks I think,” she slig...

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I finally got my butt dressed and was leaving my apartment to get some fresh air and stretch my legs a little. I turn on the landing, one flight down from my apartment, to see a man standing in the hallway. When he starts to unzip his jeans I stop walking and just watch him. He pulls out his cock before leaning back against the wall to start rubbing one out. I was watching his hand and the firm grip he had on his cock as it moved it up and down. He was being rather quite, so it was a while before I decided to look up at his face. That is when I saw him looking at me. He then seemed to slow down as I looked at all of him. The look in his eyes changed and could hear him asking me even though he didn’t say a word. Should I? Shouldn't I? I nodded my head back the way I came and he smiled as he pushed himself off the wall and tug his cock once more before pulling his fly close to walk in my direction and up to my apartment.  Exercise is exercise right? === I just real...

{I am not translating. I’m making this stuff up! Going from right to left.} Art by  wakamatsu375 . I think.  Panel 1 - “I like jilling off on the edge of my study desk. It’s very close the napkins so I can clean up easily when I’m done.“ - “I’m sure her door is open too. She loves to be the center of attention without even knowing it.” == Panel 2 - “It took me a while, but I got use to using the pen vibrator that Ken got me.” - “What a thoughtful gift.” - “I’m sure she blushes every time she uses it thinking it was Ken instead.” == Panel 3 - “I like the smell of blue daisies when I rub my clit with my fingers. That’s why I pick them on the way home from school when they are blooming.” - She’s so innocent… === This was too cute not to save, :)  ===