Allison felt his cock still driving into her over and over and her own body began to match his thrusts. Dammit he felt so amazing buried inside of her, this whole thing was arousing as much as she would deny if asked. His hands in her hair he slowed his pace and pulled her head…

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Tossing this in with Wicked Wednesday this week! Jasmine wasn’t really in the mood to leave her house, but she wasn’t in a mood to stay either. Tossing on a cute low cut top and shorts she looked in the mirror to see how she looked. Fuck, she was old. Her hair already salt and…

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Allison listened as he pulled away from her, fully aware of her body’s response to his presence. Straining to hear where he was she heard what sounded like a bag opening just behind her. The ground on her knees was chilled and starting to dampen from the cool night air, her heart still beating so…

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Allison got dressed, tossed on her favorite jeans, a tank top, put on her hiking boots and threw a bandana around her hair to keep the sweat out of her eyes and headed out the door. Driving to the lake she was bouncing out of her seat, spring had arrived and tonight it was supposed…

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There is something about a button down that is simply gratifying to wear. A man’s button down, if he is built broader and wider than you can often be a place of security. Especially if it still smells of his cologne or a blend of him mixed with you after a passionate night. I have…

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Write a letter to your first love…or to your younger self at that time. What did you take away? What do you remember? Are your memories happy, sad…bittersweet? How did you grow? Was your first love even a person? I often wonder whatever happened to you. It is hard to picture me ever being that…

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