Amber Waves Of Grain – Part 4

I graduated from college with a degree in American History just two weeks after that memorable visit. There were a couple times I called and talked with Marin. I made a comment that I could come back to visit Memorial day weekend. This perked her up. Another thing was the fact that I was needing…

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Trying something a little different than before

I remember mother. Long gone, I savored the scent of mom. Her unopened attire too. As a teenager, I was curiously attentive to my mothers needs. With dad gone she more than ever required “help” to unfasten her bra, unzip her dresses, assist her by rolling her pantyhose on her freshly shaven legs. Mostly, polishing…

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Black man answers ad for sex with white wife

I answered an ad on a website. It was a young white couple who wanted to the wife to have a sexual encounter with a large and well hung black man and that the husband wanted to watch and be treated like a slave. I was curious and answered the ad. In emails, we set…

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A son’s submission to his Mother

A son’s submission to his Mother, Do you remember starting my training all those years ago? Picking me up from college in your car, your skirt riding up in your seat so I could see your stockingtops. Of course I was nervous, only being eighteen at the time, but also so aroused as you drove…

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