“Baby, you choose one.”
“No,” my wife said, “You choose.”
I frowned as I looked around the bar. “Shit baby, there are so many guys and no matter who I choose it probably will be some guy you’d prefer not to fuck.”
My lovely little wife with the pixie face sighed. “Ray, if I pick a guy you will be jealous of him from the first moment and be suspicious and wondering why I chose him, so I prefer that you do it and that
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Natalie’s eyes popped open, but she did not move. She laid silently, listening. Natalie sensed rather than saw anything. Something, someone was in her room! It was almost pitch black in her apartment, which consisted of a combo Kitchen and living room, and a bath between the living room and her one bedroom.
It would seem, her having been asleep, that Natalie’s eyes would already be adjusted to the dark. But as she lay awake, Natalie
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Hello Guys,
I am a married white wife that loves to go out and have sexy black men hit on me and flirt with me and then take me back to my room for extreme NSA pleasure. My husband and I don’t get out much but when we do we like to go out have a few drinks and let me find a BBC or two to give me great pleasure. My husband is straight
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As a white man I know my place in this world. I realize that black males are so much superior to us in so many ways. Especially when it comes to sex. Their cocks are so much bigger and thicker than our small little dicks and they really know how to use them. Our women love them and there is absolutely nothing that we can do about it. We could never satisfy our women like a black man can and it should be our responsibility to see that
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The Meticulous Social Worker who gets the Perfectionist Fucked out of her.
Elizabeth gave the mirror a last glance before she headed off for work. A social worker should always have a professional demeanor and appearance. Elizabeth being the perfectionist that she is she would not let a single strand of hair be unkempt in her pony tail. Standing before the mirror was a third generation Japanese-American Sansei woman. She is proud
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