My wife (42) and I’ve been married for almost 20 years and I have a wonderful sex life together. Believe it or not, we never betrayed. Over the last year, my wife felt left behind by the computer revolution and took some basic courses on DOS. I encouraged her to play with some children’s games, write letters, etc. For her birthday last month, I made her an internet account myself. He could then read newsgroups, write emails, talk, etc. My wife is a little flirty and I knew well that as a woman she would have had a lot of attention on the internet. This was well with me, I certainly had my experiences in the past and after being married all the time we have, a little diversion, especially if it is limited to an exchange of electrons, it is not at all a bad idea.

In the early morning Ginny and 17-year-old student woke up to the sound of television down the stairs. He looked at his watch at 1:30. Ginny went down to investigate peered through a gap in their spiral staircase to get a clear view of set T.V.

On the T.V was a porn movie that looked around down stairs nobody was about so decided to watch the program. She looked like a beautiful girl was taking a shower when her mother walked in and watched her. The girl did not notice it and began to masturbate, in a second divided she was cumming as she came the girl looked up in the mirror and saw her mother walking towards her, kneeling on her knees and began to eat out her young pussy sweet daughters.

Leslie and I had a party after the pub for a handful of friends. Leslie is 24, 5'9" slim but formly, very sexy with long blonde hair bright blue eyes and 34B perky tits and fantastic legs and ass. Often flashes tits after a couple of drinks and we also had a threesome with my friend Steve recently, when we fucked her for hours. She felt a little guilty in the cold light of the day, but soon I passed it when I reassured her.

I had a great dream last night. I was back in high school, my third year. I just got out of the shower. I was getting ready in the morning when my little sister walked in. “I don’t want to go to school today,” he cried gently. He was 13 years old, second grade.

“Why? Are you sick? Tell Mom before she leaves for work,” I said.

“No, I’m not sick. Today I have a great newspaper and I haven’t finished it,” he admitted. “Can you take me to Pam at 3:00? We’re doing it together. "

When I was 19, my father packed us, took us to Connecticut to attend my cousins’ wedding. I haven’t seen the family since I was five. Marriage went well. After the reception everyone returned home to the uncles to continue the party. At the reception I made friends with other cousins I never met. Kathy, Kevin and I stole a bottle of wine and we jumped on it to drink it. We found an empty bedroom and started our party.