while dropping of some clothes for my ex girlfriend at her mothers I was having a coffee when she asked me if I had ever dressed up as a women on a stag or boys do, I said just the once. she said would I do it for her as she really got turned on, I kind of did a good panic and made my excuses. Since the ex and I had split up when I bumped into the her mum we had a chat and did the pleasantries, she then asked me if I had changed my mind about dressing up as a women I shocked myself when I said I might. Since then over the last couple of months I visit her and she makes me up and I wear what she picks after she plays a little domination we have sex which is as hot as hell. I feel as lucky as you can get. When I leave as a man again it is as if I have been on another planet. Mam in law was happy for me to write this said she got a buzz from the thought of other people reading about our bit of fun.

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I'm looking for a video which seems to be deleted (i don't know why) but it use to be on the top most popular or fav. can't remember ...BUT any way it's a amuture young girl but she using a light up stick and the end of it is a sphere and she puts it in her pussy and i think ass too. Can any one link it OR tell me what it was called Thanks

The color of the object/toy she was using looked like this

Couldn't bump up my old thread ...website messed up sorry

My first bad dragon arrives today I'm so excited! Clayton med/med. I wanted some ridges and bumps. What are some of your favs?

Have you ever had a woman you wanted and lusted over for a long time, and then, when it finally happened, it was all you imagined it would be, only to be disappointed at the end?

We both knew Maya back in hs. She was by far the pretties girl in the entire school, but she wasn't popular, no, she was one of the nerdy girls, yet, the way she dressed, so closed and unrevealing, nor the way she acted, all shy and introverted, couldn't fool guys to look over her hotness.

She was our friend, and we both lusted over her. I tried something, she rejected me, like she rejected everyone - no one could touch her.

Now, this all happened in my home town, and as I went to college, she stayed, with him, my best friend. First Christmas I came back home from college, they already became an item, but we kept contact, all the way through college. Every time I visited, she evolved more and more, into a mesmerizing woman, being with him gave her confidence, both socially, and about the way she dressed, behaved.

I got married to a girl I met in college, in the city, after graduation, and they started living together, back home.

Twenty something years have passed. I got divorced in the mean time, and bought a little condo back home, for vacation, and started spending more time there. We lost touch over the years, but when I met him, and asked him about her, he confessed they broke up years ago. Then I bumped into her...

Saying that a 44 year old is stunning, always has to be taken with a bit of salt, but man, she was. I had no time to waste, texting have started, coffee dates, dinners... After one, she agreed to come back to my condo. When I kissed her, she kissed me back, and then surprised me, by going down on her knees, by herself, moments after, and unbuttoning my pants. When she took it in her mouth, I couldn't believe it. This was a woman, who I have been obsessed with for over two decades. I jerked off to the thought of her, thousands of times, and there she was.

It was wonderful, sensual, romantic. She came, while on top of me, tweeting like a little bird. Then I got to be on top, and when I was about to nut, I pulled out, but my excitement got the better of me, so instead of shooting for her belly, I unloaded all over her bald, perfect pussy.

"You didn't have to,"she commented,"there is no worries there".

That night, I learned that he left her, because she couldn't have kids. I also learned, that she is absolutely still and forever in love with him, and I decided, that that plot, is not healthy for me.

I did buckle, two more times, we spent two more nights together, before I packed my shit and got out of there, not to come back for another two years. She may be my perfect woman, but I am not her perfect man, and that would come back to bite me in the ass, sooner or later.

And that is my, said, love story.

Even fake milkers fill in nicely when the dump becomes a bump.

(Parody of The Night Before Christmas written by Clement C. Moore)

T'was the fright before Christmas. No one upset me
With a big bowl of popcorn, watching TV

I stretched, gave a yawn, settled back in my chair,
In hopes that St. Nicholson soon would be there.

The children were lying awake without sleep
They'd seen all his movies. He gives 'em the creeps.

I'd cued up Cukoo's Nest with my trusty remote,
To the part where he had all the nuts in the boat.

When out in the yard there arose such a noise,
I turned off the TV to see what it was.

And what to my wondering eyes should approach?
But the Los Angeles Lakers and Pat Riley, their coach.

The limo was racing; the team at it's heels.
That's when I saw him the man at the wheel.

He ranted and cursed. Waved round his swizzle stick.
And I knew in a second it must be Jack Nick.

More rapid than the Celtics, these Lakers they came.
He screamed like a madman and called them by name:

'Now Magic, now Worthy, now Scott and Kareem
On Cooper, on Rambus, and the rest of the team.'

Down the chimney St. Nicholson came with a groan.
Then he brushed off the soot and said, 'Honey I'm home!'

He was wearing a trench coat. With beer it was stained.
And shirt clawed to shreds by Shirley McLaine

He had a fat face, and flabby beer belly
From too many trips to the bar and the deli.

'It's tough when an actor becomes fat and lazy.
I only get calls to play weirdoes and crazies'

And middle-aged has beens with washed up careers.
But I'll fix 'em all and play Santa this year.'

And with that he buried his head in the sack
And said, 'Let's see what you get from your old buddy Jack.

'A hatchet for Daddy,' he reared back his head,
'To scare all those little buggers upstairs in bed.

'And a stiff drink for Mommy, in a nice tall glass.
She could really use something to kill that bug up her chimney!'

With a wink of his eye and a twist of his face,
He threw all the stockings into the fireplace.

What could I do? What could I say?
What would I wear on my feet Christmas Day?

I asked for a reason, and turning his head,
He looked straight at me, and here's what he said:

'Why? Do you wanna' know why? Do you really wanna' know why, Pal?

'I'll tell you why. When you're out Christmas shopping. You know, doing your little Christmas things with all your little Christmas friends, spreading all that Christmas cheer with those stupid Christmas songs. Did you ever stop and think of picking up a little something for old Jack, huh? Did you ever stop to think of what Jack might like for Christmas?

'You know, Jack, from the movies, up on the big screen? Pouring his heart out, giving it everything he's got, day in and day out, just trying as hard as he can to bring a tiny little bit of sunshine into your miserable, little hum-drum lives. Did you ever think of good old Jack, huh, for a second? No, not once! Maybe old Jack just wasn't that good, huh? Maybe I wasn't good enough in The Postman Always Rings Twice. Acted my guts out for you in that one! Cuckoo's Nest, The Shining, Witches of freaking Eastwick, Prizzi's freaking Honor! All for you pal, just to brighten things up for ya!

'Not good enough though is it? No, you want me to brighten up the Christmas season too, huh? Isn't that what you want, Pal?

'Okay, let's make things real bright around here! What do you say we decorate the tree? String up these pretty lights here! Oh, she's looking brighter already! Why don't we take this cute little angel and ram her on the top branch huh? Ha ha ha! How about some gasoline for the whole freaking thing? I mean let's make her just as bright as she can be! What do you say we light her up, and chuck her through the old picture window here, huh, pal? No sense in having a tree as bright as all that and not giving the neighbors a chance to see, don't ya think, huh?

'There, aren't you glad old Jack stopped by? Huh, huh, huh? Ha!'

The flames towered brightly in the cold wintery sky,
As he made for his limo and bade his goodbye.

And an age may unfold ere I fail to regret
That visit from St. Nicholson. Which I'd sooner forget.

But I swear by the goose bumps upon my skin
That I'll always remember that devilish grin.

And his voice crying out ere he faded from sight,
'Merry Christmas to all, and I hope I never see you again as long as I live, for crying out loud!'

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Last week at this time I was at a bbq where my hostess had kindly thought of me and invited her friend Ben, the cutest little twink I’ve seen in quite a bit. Anyway, we had chemistry from the start and all afternoon we flirted like teens. Bumping and rubbing casually in passing. The day wore on and the alcohol flowed and in a not so casual moment I caught him coming out of the bathroom and pushed him back in locking the door behind me. After one fast probing kiss I pulled his shorts down and sucked his hardening cock into my mouth. The most brazen thing I’ve done in years! The vodka did help lol. Lucid enough to know I didn’t want to be caught I made no pretense of this blow job. I wanted cum and I wanted it fast. Ben obliged handsomely. I swallowed the first cum that wasn’t my own in three and a half months and it was fantastic! I stood, pulling his shorts up and got my own surprise kiss in return. We scooted out of the bathroom without being caught and rejoined the party with nobody the wiser. I knew right then we weren’t done.

Ensconced in the darkest corner of the yard watching fireworks with his hands rubbing my inner thighs sending goosebumps throughout my body he agreed to come home with me. I wish I could tell you that it was romantic but it wasn’t. It was urgent needful primal sex. Which looking back might have been romantic in its own right. We gave and took from each other what we needed in the moment and fell asleep sated. The morning brought if not tenderness, a more luxurious languid love making. I saw him to the door and with his cum leaking out of me kissed him and invited him to the party I was hosting that day.

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i'm so fucking spun. i've been smoking meth, doing booty bumps, edging my fat cock, and plugging/fucking myself in the ass for going on 30 hours at this point. i just put 2 dildos in my ass. it felt SO FUCKING GOOD. now i'm gonna drink piss