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		<title>The Diver (part 1)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[“The Wacky Blond” they called her and  I suppose in a way she was wacky.]]></description>
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		<title>A Carriage Ride</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Sep 2010 18:15:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[	Jasmine smiled at the carriage driver as Ryan helped her in. The cool air tingled along her damp thighs as her pussy juice dripped down her leg. Sitting back she grinned at the driver as she crossed her legs flashing her bare slick pussy at him. Ryan chuckled, as he watched her his cock hard [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Fast Love on the Move</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Katrina was a racy kind of girl. She loved an adventure and enjoyed living on the edge, breaking the rules&#8230; she suspected that was what lead her to London and her job as a cheap escort. She wasn&#8217;t in it for the money, but for the thrill and exciting of meeting someone new, where anything could [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Pearl Of The Orient</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2010 21:57:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[	She was beautiful.  That was the first thing he noticed.  The long black hair hanging down like strands of liquid silk,  flowing, shimmering in the light, almost alive in it&#8217;s beauty.  The alabaster skin setting off the dark hair like a frame,  the innocence in that face was breath taking. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Friends Will Be Friends</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2010 23:53:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was a beautiful bright balmy summer evening as my train wound its way slowly through the Scottish countryside to its final destination. A rich heavy sensuous musk from wild blooming honeysuckle and jasmine caught the back of my throat, and filled the stuffy old gray carriage. A journey accompanied only by a few weary [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I Fucking Quit!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2010 23:41:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She walked into the restaurant, looking around as she entered. Where was her boyfriend? She went to the counter, the smell of steak and seafood hitting her. She leaned over the counter, her breasts grazing it and the steam from the frier billowing up and making her sweat. &#8220;Where is my boyfriend?&#8221; she asked the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Canoe Trip</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[	Danny paddled at a slow stead pace. The canoe slipped through the water with only the slightest whisper of it&#8217;s passing. He and Jessie slid through the backwaters silently watching the world around them. The animals took little notice of them as they floated by, only a passing glance or two and then they went [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[	Andrea waited at the gate. It had been weeks since she had seen her lover and she was not handling it well.  She felt like her pussy was on fire constantly,  a deep burning fire from being so horny, the bed post looked sexy late at night. She needed to feel his touch [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Alyssa Part III</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 21:20:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the heels of Alyssa’s erotic explosion before our food arrived, we sat and had a peaceful relaxing dinner where I was true to my word. I fed her and gave her wine to drink while our waiter acted as if he couldn’t believe what he was watching. My submissive hottie with her large knockers [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Nice Little Appetizer</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 02:14:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[	&#8220;This is a nice place.&#8221;  Steph said as she gazed around at the opulent decorations of the restaurant.  Styled in early 1900&#8217;s art deco,  the furnishings,  artwork, and decorations were all authentic to that period but,  they were blended with modern work as well taking away the garish nature and [...]]]></description>
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