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<title>Sunning With Sarah</title>
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<description>It was a hot summer day,in July,and Sarah had the day off. Her husband had built a high fence on two sides of the back deck, so they could enjoy sunbathing in the nude, without the neighbors on either side seeing them. The back faced a low wire fence with..</description>
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<title>Lessons In Dominance: Part One</title>
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<description>&amp;quot;Good evening Mrs. Dayne,&amp;quot; Peter said as he entered the front vestibule of the Dayne house, &amp;quot;it certainly is a beautiful evening isn&amp;#39;t it!!!&amp;quot; Miranda Dayne gave Peter a quick once over, and after satisfying herself that he looked p..</description>
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<title>Submissive</title>
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<description>&amp;quot;Judas,&amp;quot; she thought to herself, &amp;quot;how did he find me, it&amp;#39;s been four years now and I&amp;#39;ve even got a new name!?!&amp;quot; Her mind was snapped back to the present when he abruptly asked, &amp;quot;What are you doing right now, I mean when yo..</description>
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<title>Anal Fisting</title>
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<description>It was one of those cold, lazy days where there was nothing to do. Neither got up and dressed; there was nowhere to go. No place they had to be. No one they had to account to. In other words, the perfect day for those who refuse to get bored.They sat at t..</description>
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<title>The back way in London</title>
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<description>I&amp;#39;m waiting for the Circle Line train to my hotel at London Kings Cross. The train arrives. Packed, but it is the famous London rush hour.I slide in the best I can between the other passengers. After a station or two, I notice a strange sensation&amp;#655..</description>
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