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I'm hungry, we're going to eat, stay like that and go and prepare the table, if Madame Berthe hasn't had time to do so.The table is set, for Monsieur, porcelain, silver cutlery and stemmed glass, for me, arcopal plate, scrap metal cutlery, canteen glass.Monsieur arrives. Take off your dress to eat, I want to see you in lingerie, Lydia.I execute without flinching.Pour me a glass of wine, and bring the plates from the fridge, You'll see, Madame Berthe is a fine cook.I bring the two plates, I don't see the rest

Le week-end se passe tout à fait normalement en famille.A peine de retour le lundi matin, une seule chose m’importait, téléphoner pour confirmer le rendez-vous.A 10h, je me suis isolé et d’une cabine, j’ai composé le numéro. Quel plaisir d’entendre la voix de Madame Berthe..Bonjour, Madame, c’est.. Lydia.Ha oui, Monsieur m’avait prévenu de votre appel, Je suppose que c’est pour confirmer pour demain ? Monsieur avait l’air de beaucoup y tenir.Heu, oui, Madame, il m’avait see the rest

Hello, read the previous parts to understand. Between. I open the door and enter a separate universe, everything in the room breathes sex, vice, lust. A large display case filled with sex toys, dildos, nipple clamps, straps, floggers, sticks... and everything you can dream of or fantasize about. In a corner, a large TV screen. A bed, large rugs, several large mirrors including one on the ceiling, an examination table with stirrups. I forget Monsieur, who notices my astonishment, he is sitting in see the rest

Très fébrilement, le doigt tremblant, je composais le numéro sur le cadran..une, deux, trois sonneries, ça décroche, une voix douce et ferme en même temps .. AlloBonjour, Monsieur, c’est moi qui est répondu à votre annonce sur Déclic Ouest,Ha oui, j’attendais ton appel hier ou avant hier. Tu es libre demain soir ?Etant célibataire géographique, je lui dis que oui, surpris par la rapidité du rencard.Demain à 18h00 allée H du parking de la gare SNCF. Et ne sois pas en retard, see the rest

This is the story of my first experience, which began in 1987. We were very young parents, in Rochefort, a beautiful accommodation, my wife had her job.And me, professional transfer to Finistère... Hard, hard!It was impossible for my family to follow me there, so I left alone, having found a little accommodation that was rather shabby, but above all not expensive. I came home on the weekend by train, a real hassle.No internet, no cell phone, the evenings were very long.Since I was very young, I see the rest

But the friends were still a little selfish, they rarely thought of making me cum.Also, when I was alone at home, I often jerked off in the bathroom.I took a bra from my big sister from the laundry tub, I put it on, um what a sublime sensation, I bandaged it very hard looking at myself in the large mirror, I felt, or even lick her panties from the day before and I enjoyed very much.The desire to play with my little puck came to me very quickly too. At the same time, I realized that my nipples were see the rest

In the group of young people of which I was part, this was quickly known, and I was entitled to my greatest pleasure, several showers of sperm on my face and in my mouth.But, that was not enough for me, and I really wanted to taste a good cock, to lick, to suck like the bitches did in our books.I dared to talk to my closest friend about it. I felt his gaze shining with desire and vice, he pulled out his cock and presented it in front of my mouth. She's yours, go ahead.I started by licking it along see the rest

Hello, At the request of a friend, this is the story of my beginnings in bissexuality.I was 16, very slender despite an intense sporting life. I was very focused on sex from very early on, spending most of my free time when I was alone stroking and masturbating, often several times a day, between 4 and 8 times, until my balls were empty. .Once, I had the idea to bring my fingers glistening with my liquor to my mouth to taste, and, I was surprised not to feel any disgust, to see even a certain pleasure, see the rest

Mon initiationJ’avais un peu plus de 17ans, mes parents voulaient depuis quelque temps déjà partir en amoureux en week-end, mais ne voulaient pas me laisser seule. Ils avaient sans doute peur que j’invite n’importe qui à la maison pour y faire n’importe quoi, car physiquement j’étais assez en avance pour mon âge, ma taille actuelle, 1.70m, taille fine et belle poitrine très bien formée.En discutant, un soir, je leur dit qu’ils n’avaient qu’à me confier à un couple de leurs see the rest