No one under the age of fourteen has any sex in this story. THE BARISTA AND THE EMPRESS: I first encountered her, when I stopped at a new coffee stand on one of the few corners of Big City that didn’t have one. I remember when most of these corners were empty lots or gas stations. And then the coffee craze hit Western Washington, and these stands multiplied like flea infestations. But, eventually we got used to them, and after all they were very handy, if expensive. This one was of a series of franchised stands from California. And in order to make a mark in a market place with an overabundance of japanese outlets, they had adopted the strategy of having their baristas, wear very abbreviated costumes. And in some cases almost nothing at all. I had heard the rumors and so braced myself to see what I would see. Not that I am a prude, and if they wanted to flaunt their very pretty female selves, why would I want to discourage that? So, I drove up to it well before the lunchtime rush and was greeted by a young woman, who was about the age of my youngest sister, but with a considerably less covered body than she could have gotten away with in our home. But, as the barista took my order, she augmented the process by flaunting her lovely female body to me. Her upper, almost blouse, was open and I could tiny see practically all of her breasts. And lovely they were, too. She noticed my approval. And as some ingredients were being whipped up before putting the whole drink together, she managed to get her almost pants open so that I could see all the way back to her rear panty line. Under it, too. As she breathed, her pussy would sort of flex and smile to me. Wow, I was in love! So, she got the money for the drink, the usual tip for her services and a special tip for the floor show. And along with that, my personal introduction card: Murray Flainer’ Man About Town, with my personal secure phone number and on the back of the card, “I would love to see more of you!” I didn’t expect a response, but it was a lot of lingerie fun watching her facial expressions as she examined the card and then read the back. Made my day. I then drove off in my BMW, leased while I got my insurance agency off of the ground. A day later, I got a phone call at about three in the afternoon, and the voice on the other end asked if I was Murray? I answered if there was a business deal that would make me money or a hot girl that would take some, I was definitely that man. She laughed and told me that she would like to interview for a position with my business. So, I asked what position, asian and she remarked, “A horizontal one!” It was my turn to laugh my ass off and did so to not disappoint her. The END She did, however, take a nice pic with him in the mirror that left no doubt they were naked, and very close, in his bathroom. - "What do y-Hey! Grandma said go was off and get dressed Supper is ready. London England 1885 A short while later Elenore came to hayloft with a basket of some food and a wool blanket. I will inform the partners.” I love watching him sucking your cock.” “No, babe, just like this.” Curious, I roll out of bed and throw on a pair of pajama shorts and a sports bra and head to the kitchen. We passed a bathroom on the right decorated in light blues and purples and a formal dining room in maroons and browns on the left. I felt my heart tiny skip a beat as the realization dawned on me. His eyes go wide as he looks back up at me. She draped her arms around my neck and moved in for another hot kiss. As soon as I got in there my asian skirt was up and my fingers were working on my clit. “Debra, I want to do more than just finger you.” A sigh of contentment escaped Julie's lips as she felt Wendy's tongue run gently across her pussy lips collecting the juices. “Do you always lay around here topless?” I had seen his cock before in pics and videos he had showed me. japanese His cock was a littler longer but not as thick as mine. “Me and my dad haven’t had sex yet, but I want to so so bad. His hands release me, and swinging from my suspension point once again I’m scrabbling to reach the wooden base of the frame with my toes. So for the first thing in my life I started to do such horrible thing to an innocent girl. I told her bluntly, "Or shoes." You can explain what she missed. “This is so naughty!” she moaned. His scream waned, and I waited for him to catch his breath. So I explained to them, mom and Mandy wear their short dresses and take Steve and granddad in to the bikini store. Taking one end of the dildo, she carefully pressed the leathery knob against the still dripping slit of her pussy, and slowly inserted the flexible shaft into her clutching pink tunnel. “What exactly is your plan?” Mark pried as Charlie move to the south edge of the roof. He reached out as usual towards his Mom’s fleshy, lingerie wide belly and stroked the flesh lovingly.