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As The New Year Dawns

Hope for the year to come

The ball drops The chimes sound Fireworks exploding A New Year comes around Standing together Dark hair framed in flame I love you more deeply I need to exclaim As I look into your eyes Dark whirlpools churning Filling my soul Only for you, I'm yearning The old year is gone With all of its trials In with the new We will fill it with smiles Twelve months more For us to be as one Making me the happiest Under the sun I look...

bigjohn8

John and Brianna (Part 3): The Complete Sauna Experience

John and Brianna visit a spa

Late in the evening, when it is getting colder, they move inside. The moment they are inside, John grabs Brianna's ass and pulls her close and kisses her. Brianna pushes him away. "Sorry John, I guess the pool made my pussy a bit sore, so I am afraid it won't happen again tonight." She kisses him, but he looks quite disappointed. Now Brianna lets her hand slide over his dick. "Don't look like that, John. I know what you w...

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Librarian Conference Part III

This is not about relaxing in the warm water...

Mary settled into the hot whirlpool and was almost relaxed as the water jet massaged away the day's trials and tribulations . . . almost. She couldn't shake that anxiety of what he was up to again. He'd made her feel like a giggly teenager all weekend. Why should this be any different?She'd actually been a little early in getting to the pool. It was open late and apparently stayed open. It was in an out of the way area, a...

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Librarian Conference Part I

Taking the plunge with someone you don't know well...

Mary hesitated for a moment at the door. She knew the man inside, professionally. He was a brilliant writer and she found him fascinating, yet what she was about to enter into was completely different. As a librarian, she really appreciated him. But as a woman, could the same be said? She’d come this far, she couldn’t chicken out now. She knocked on the hotel door tentatively, not knowing what to expect. The door swung op...

Bunny12

Hard Body

The best stress relief is found at the gym.

My stress level was at maximum after a few years of dealing with every disaster imaginable. Family illnesses, personal injury, natural disasters and to top it off a six month fling with a man I thought was heading for divorce, who suddenly moved out of town back with his wife, who used to be my good friend, all of which had me more than on edge. I was fucking done. Emotional toast, brain fried. What could possibly happen...