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By the time my son reached eighteen, I told myself I was not going to clean up after him anymore. After all, he was a senior in high school; he played soccer, and got straight ‘A’s — so, he sure as heck ought to be able to clean his own room.But one Saturday morning, a

I vaguely recall waking to be given more pills and another smoothie, though I couldn’t even tell you what the flavor was or even which girl fed it to me. Let that be a nugget of truth to all you women out there: even getting a blow job takes some effort. Though, admittedly, not much.

Sitting down, I take the remote and turn on the TV guide seeing what’s on. Finding nothing good I turn the TV off, put the remote on the floor and stretch out on the couch, still a little tired, despite sleeping earlier. Eve walks in and laughs when she sees me. I open my eyes.”What?”

Joey helped the still dazed Billy out to the parking lot to his ride. He buckled him in then got in himself. As he started down the road, he fired up his Bluetooth and noticed Billy had fallen asleep. It was only a twenty-minute ride directly to Billy’s and they were there in short order.

A few days later, I was lounging around in front of the TV. I had sort of been avoiding mum after the whole trying to make out with her thing. It was difficult as I’d still been needed to help her to the bathroom and prepare meals for us both. While it was a little

Paul gasped for breath as Irene lifted her plump arse off his face.He had been tonguing his Mom’s friends arse for a good few minutes, but she had been grinding herself more and more into his face as the excitement of his tongue deep inside her rectum became too much.”Fuckin’ hell Aunty Irene, you almost

“Time to get up,” Melanie Danes leant over her sleeping daughter, her own naked breasts brushing against the equally nude teen as she lowered her lips to kiss Ashley’s cheek.”Mnnnn,” her daughter moaned, “Do I have too? I’m so comfy being here.”It wasn’t like Ashley, who normally almost bounded out of bed on school days.

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Misty knew she wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed. Three years after high school she was still working at a fast food joint and living at home. At barely 5 feet tall she’d been a late bloomer, being one of those girls who comes of age fast. Long wavy honey blonde hair framing a