Sleepaway Camp Part 4

[In compliance with this website the author affirmatively states that all characters depicted in this story are at least 18 years of age.] It's an all new summer at Camp Spirit Thunder which has been transformed into a brothel. One day Colin
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Sleepaway Camp Part 3

[In compliance with this website the author affirmatively states that all characters depicted in this story are at least 18 years of age.] The next morning after a very invigorating shower with my fellow camp counselors Tiffany and Elisha, we set
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Sleepaway Camp Part 2

[In compliance with this website the author affirmatively states that all characters depicted in this story are at least 18 years of age.] My name's Britney. Of all the summer jobs a college girl can get, being a counselor at Camp Spirit Thunder
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Sleepaway Camp

[In compliance with this website the author affirmatively states that all characters depicted in this story are at least 18 years of age.] What's worse than summer camp? It's like saving up all year for a new car and then just letting it rust
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I Married Daddy

MY name is Mary and to me the farm is the entire world. For as far as the eye can see there are beautiful pastures and crop rows. I would most often go a week or more without seeing a living soul except for daddy and daddy was a farmer, a simple hard
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Three Is A Crowd, NOT

Three's A Crowd - NOT ! Joyce and I had been married nearly 20 years when one afternoon Jennifer, our 18 year old "band geek" daughter came home from high school quite perplexed, asking my wife a ton of questions about the male anatomy.
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Nothing Planned pt 2

My father made his way more into the room and he shut the door. I breathed a sigh of relief because my brother had stopped pumping my ass. It wasn't that I didn't like it was just my first anal experience and he like things rough. I was preparing thi
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Nothing planned Pt one

I shut the water off and wrapped the towel around my wet body. My perfect 36 C breasts felt snug in the light blue towel. My wet slightly curly brown hair lay across my shoulders. When it's dry it goes to about my mid back. I opened my bathroom door
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Modeling For Daddy

Like most children in America today, I grew up without a father. My mother and my grandparents never allowed me to see him, know him, or know anything about him. My mother was still angry at him after all these years. She never said anything but I su
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