How I Became A Gigolo Part One
This is a story of how I was turned to become a household boy and then gigolo for all kind of ladies who used me like anything for their satisfaction. Part1 .... It all started when I was returning from…
This is a story of how I was turned to become a household boy and then gigolo for all kind of ladies who used me like anything for their satisfaction. Part1 .... It all started when I was returning from…
Hi ..This is my first post and also happens to be a real incident which occurred just 3 months back.Well I have always been a fun loving lady ready to enjoy to the hilt. A little description about me. I…
I am 70 years old and have a step-daughter 52 years of age. She lives in Florida, while I live in Idaho. When we lived closer to each other, I would visit her from time to time with her mom…
I am a short person, not extremely well built but sometimes other larger men seem to get a hard on when I am close to them. Sometimes I wonder if it is something I say or do. Maybe my actions…
The morning sun sent shafts of warm light through the wooden slats and across my naked body as I lay on top of the twisted, rumpled sheets. We had both forgotten to close the blind properly before going to bed…
Inside the rented immaculate beachfront Santa Monica mansion, I was in the open concept formal living room getting myself ready as I stared at the amazing modern paintings that hung brilliantly on the white walls. After putting on my black/white…
My normal method of transport is by car but for once I decided to take a train from my home town in Hampshire to a small station just on the Scottish border. There are so many roadworks on our motorway…
Inside a luxury lower Manhattan spa, a tall, green-eyed olive-skinned brunette with an athletic built laid naked on a black leather sofa with a white cotton towel tied around her slim waist. Her name was Rilynn Rae, a popular Adult…
“Oh, jeez, look, she’s jerking his pud!” gasped Janet, fanning herself as she watched my wife’s hand sneak down and grip Roger’s stiff wang, protruding from his open fly. “Are you OK, with this, Sam? How are you feeling?” “This…
“Well, I mean, it’s not guaranteed or anything, but that’s certainly her goal for the evening,” said Janet defensively. “She’s not bringing those boys back here to have cookies and milk. I mean, did you really not see where this…