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Craigslist Ad: Married Couple Looking For Fun Time - mw4t - 40's (Toronto) We are a married couple, looking for a bisexual trans for some fun. We host. Message if interested with times you're free. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Re: Married Couple Looking For Fun Time - mw4t - 40's (Toronto) Hi, my name's Lizzie Elliott. I'm 18 years old, a m2f trans looking for fun. I'm safe and clean. Free every night except for Sundays. Can travel all around Toronto. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To: [email protected] Hi Liz, can you come this Friday night at house... 9pm. My husband is really...

My wife and I had moved to our new chalet bungalow six months ago. We had downsized, having never being blessed with kids, my wife had taken a job at a local hospital which specialised in child care, to compensate. The move involved me giving up my job, to keep her happy, so I managed to get a job, from home, which mainly involved spending a lot of time on the computer, boring but it brought in an income. After sixteen years of marriage our sex life had dwindled to infrequent, “What was the point if we can’t have children?” she...

I know Samantha said through the phone as she enters Ms. Parker house. Samantha a twenty-four-year-old caregiver for a sixty-year-old man named Daniel, who lives with his only daughter inside of her two-bedroom house. Now Daniel can still walk and talk, but he started losing his memory since his wife died three years at the age of fifty-seven due to a brain tumor. Mr. Malcolm had never been the same since she died. So, Malcolm, daughter pays Samantha ten dollar an hour to watch him until she gets off work which until ten thirty. Samantha doesn't work has the weekends and...

NOTE: There is NO sex in THIS PART of the story. I promise in the chapters to come there will be plenty of hot lustful sex. This is just the introduction. I was just sitting on the couch, watching some documentary on The Dark Ages. It was interesting. So see practically the entire world go to hell. Suddenly, my phone was making noise. It was my boyfriend. Well he was sort of my boyfriend. We had never met in real life. We met through some pen pal website. And since then we had developed a real relationship. He lived in Britain...

It all started one day when I was hung over and unable to do anything on my own. Before I get started I will give you some back ground information about me and my daughter. I was 37 in great shape and a very handsome man. Brown hair and hazel brown eyes. I regularly shaved so my body was always smooth. My daughter when this began was a vibrant young eight year old who was very cute and developing ahead of all the other girls her age. She totally adores and loves her daddy with every ounce of her heart. Well...

She reaches heaven-ward, wrists embraced in the grip of tight restraints while she stands, feet wide apart, anchored to the floor by similar restraints. Around her neck lies the taut band of a ball gag which stops her voice & another band which holds a blindfold over her beautiful soft eyes. She is tethered to 4 rings, two screwed into the floor, sunken into the heavy planks, while the other pair are screwed solidly into the heavy roof beams of the ceiling. Flickering candlelight surrounds her & the soft summer night air wafts over her nakedness. She shivers in anticipation...

Introduction: To fully understand and appreciate this story please read Part I of Tender Love. Sorry it took so long for part 2, my Father passed away and I was distracted. The young Latino woman lay on top of my naked form with my rock hard dick still wedged between the lips of her pussy, as if I were a human dildo for her pleasure. I could feel her hot love juices beginning to cool as it dripped from the sides of my thighs. She rested from the powerful climax she had just experienced from rubbing her clit against my cock...

It was just past 11PM when we pulled into my garage, I grabbed the bag of things I brought and let her in. I told Alexa to turn on the bar lights as we walked in and May Ann said, “Jesus Tony, this is beautiful.” “Make yourself at home while I put everything away.” She wandered through the downstairs, went to the sunroom and turned on the outside light so she could see the large yard, deck and pool. Then she came back in, looked over some pictures and made her way upstairs. I found her sitting on the edge of...