Sex Retreat – Day 3

"Maria keeps gathering tools that may help her save her marriage."

Eight am. Day three had arrived. My cell phone alarm rang, and I got up immediately. I grabbed some shorts, a top, and a sweater, put them on, washed my teeth, and went to the cafeteria. I had my breakfast...

Melancholy Paradise

"The picturesque brunette; sweet face, pert tits, a tiny waist with an ass juicier than a spring peach. Her cock was beautiful, too."

Thick raindrops caressed the windows of the vehicle in a natural curtain of privacy. My pussy grew wet as she tenderly kissed me. This couldn’t be the last time. I refused to believe it. Everything but this exact moment in...