Fun In Colombia [FM]
I recently went to Colombia due to some family stuff that was going on. I ended up staying for a few weeks and while my initial reason for going wasn’t the greatest, I was able to find time to have some fun out there thanks to an old family friend, Carlos, I hadn’t seen since I was 13.
I had already been in Colombia for nearly three weeks and had not gotten to do much other than care for a family member. Her recovery was going well at this point and some more family had flown in to help out and take over. While there isn’t any family my age left in Colombia (all of my cousins now live in the States), Carlos had offered to show me around if I ended up having some free time.
Stepmomma is all yours
What would Dad think if we get caught ?
Hot Tubbing [M]om gets [F]ucked
With Christmas upon us I normally make the trip to the midwest to spend time with family. This year was no different except that this year the drive would be from Seattle instead of Asheville. The big difference is the challenge of winter driving through Montana. It started off well with my husband and I loading the kids into the Honda Odessey and making it to Bozeman, MT the first day. We woke up the next morning planning to make it to Rapid CIty, SD and some fun for the kids at a waterpark there. We never should have checked out of the Bozeman hotel as we made it about an hour down the road on I-90 to see signs saying the interstate was closed. WTF? Blizzard without a snow storm? They call it a ground blizzard where the winds whip up white out conditions due to the cold temps and snow already on the ground. So we turned around and checked back into the Residence Inn in Bozeman. We thought we’d only be there a night but ended up being there two. The first day we hung out with the kids at the pool and made some new friends with other families also stuck there. Late into the first day I also met these two guys who had been working in Alaska and were trying to get home to North Dakota. We chatted a bit sitting in the hottub and ended it friendly making promises that if we stayed another night they were buying drinks.
[META] On the matter of liking things…
…try and be open about what you like when you drop an upvote, but even more importantly: Let a one know what you dislike when you down vote.
a gi[f]t to re[m]e[m]ber
Taking someones virginity should never be taken lightly. Unless it’s your boyfriends best friend, and you’re asked to be his present.
I had been with Dan for just over 2 years, and we enjoyed a VERY open relationship. Norm had been introduced as Dan’s “Heterosexual Life Partner” on our third date. Dan approached me with the idea when Norm turned 20, and I said that if he was still a virgin in a year I would fix the problem.
In spite of our best efforts to hook him up with a girl he was so painfully shy and socially awkward that all attempts were useless. So for his birthday, we went out to the movies, then back to his place to drink (or so Norm thought).
While Dan got started mixing drinks, I went to the bathroom and undressed. I stood in front of the mirror and took a deep breath. I had gone from wearing jeans and a tee shirt to a black lace thong with matching bra, black open toe heels, and a red ribbon tied in a bow around my waist. “What the fuck are you doing with your life…” I muttered to myself before opening the door.
Quick Fellatio [MF]
The Santa Shift
[MM]HONEYMOON WITH MOM
CHAPTER ONE
Today…
“Hurry up, Mom!
Brandon Crane sprawled on the bed in the master suite of the Aruban resort hotel, anything but relaxed.
His mother stood at the foot of the bed, clad in pink slippers and a short transparent nightgown that only accentuated the lush curves of her body. A ravishing, ivory-skinned redhead, at thirty-nine years of age Nicole Andrews, nee Crane, still had what it took to harden any man’s cock – especially her nineteen-year-old son’s.
“Patience is a virtue,” she teased, turning slowly so as to make sure that Brandon got a long look from every angle. Thanks to years of dedicated exercise she was fully aware that her lush, peach-shaped ass was still as high and round as a girl’s. Her slim thighs betrayed not a trace of middle-aged jiggle. Long hours at the gym had paid off in more than one way.
She had to admit that her most striking feature, her tits, were mostly a gift of heredity. She was delicately built, with a slender bone structure, yet her breasts were large and round and still firm with only the beginning traces of a little sag.