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Got a request for my fave busty redhead story (with pics) [MF]

So you know the drill. I'll send some pics of her via PM if I like your message.

 

I'm into busty redheads (as well as busty blondes, brunettes, etc) but something about curvy and stacked redheads makes me crazy. Got a request for my fave girl that I used to fuck. I actually had a hand in breaking up her engagement, but maybe it was for the best for her.

Forced into fucking my boyfriend's best friend - my biggest fantasy [MFM] [Consensual Non-Con]

Years ago, I was working as a counselor at a summer camp for artistic teens. Of course, this meant that little old me [22F now] was stuck in the middle of a country town, sweating my ass off, while my boyfriend Aaron [23M now] enjoyed the air conditioning back home. The program lasted for three weeks, which meant three weeks of a torturous no-sex desert. Which, in turn, also meant our phone conversations started to get a little... vulgar.

Sharing Darling Nicky [MF],[FF],[MFF],[spanking],[BDSM]

It was the end of August. My life had settled down. Katie and I ended up fucking two or three days a week. Most of the time it was back at my apartment but the office was still of use to us. The hottest was on a CMS technical assistance conference call that was scheduled for an entire afternoon. She got on her knees and sucked my cock for an hour. I paid back the favor by eating out her very wet pussy for an hour and a half. The last twenty minutes I was causing her pain as she had gotten so sensitive from the stimulation of my tongue and fingers but I never let up.

[F]irst room story

after our roof top story we talking days and nights with out sleeping , and we wanted to meet again , I asked her to come over my place , i would make her a cake ( I make quit good cakes) i live with my parents and sister but they have work so i have 8 hours of freedom. She said she was okay with that , so i was waiting , nerviness , i knew sex was way far from realty but i bought condoms anyway.

Overnight guests [Group]

I pushed the play button on my answering machine. It was Jeff, a guy I knew growing up. Now it was 1993, and we were both in our early twenties. I hadn’t talked to him in years, as we had gone to different high schools and lost touch with each other. But when he heard I lived in Chicago he tracked me down and gave me a call. So I called him back.

“Hey man, I’m in Chicago for a few days of training,” Jeff said, “But I’m free Friday night. Maybe we could get together.”

“Yeah, that sounds great,” I replied, “it’d be fun to catch up.”

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