She freed my rock-hard cock from my pants, leaned over and took his swollen head into her warm mouth. Yet, most of those tales, largely set aboard my full-time liveaboard Love Boat, were largely pure fantasy. Anal sex I’ve had good, better, and best. Just a missionary labor of love. My stories will still be graphic, raunchy and all the other good stuff, similar to the 80 stories I’ve previously posted. On a few occasions, a group from work would meet for drinks at the local bar. I bought an hour and we disappeared behind closed doors. OMG. I quickly dropped my pants and crawled between her legs. There were 3 females, all attractive and approachable. She told me that she had been married once before. OMG. I don’t recall ever seeing Sandy again after that although I’ve relived fucking her in the ass in the motel room numerous times.
