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A secret society which sounded extremely boring, in fact I would had know nothing about it if I hadn't found a letter on his bookshelf. I had no idea he was a member. I was at his house when an envelope caught my eye. It lookeded like a wedding invitation... gold on cream. I picked it up and saw that it was an invitation to a meeting of The Rocky Mountain H0 Club. The stationery was impressive, elegant. Inside the envelope was a card with a date and an address, a Villa or Chateau. I turned around and said "I see you had an invitation...?” He just answered with an "Ahaa."“Am I invited?” I asked. “No, members only,” he smiled, “Members only, it really is very boring.” I laughed and suggested that the Club was just a get together of boring old men who ate and drank too much and then tried to out do each other with boring stories. He repled with "Yes... some as old me." Then he took me in his arms and kissed me gently as he slid his hand inside my jeans and I soon forgot all about the Rocky Mountain H0 Club as we made love on the lounge floor. Much later when I was back home I remembered the invitation, it seemed strange, a wedding invitation to a Club meeting. The invitation nagged at me so I ran a search for 'The Rocky Mountain H0 Club' on Google. There was a huge amount of content about model railroads but nothing relevant so I tried to remember the address/name on the card. I found it. It was a chateau, in the mountains, that used to be an exclusive resort hotel but closed maybe fifteen years ago. I was intrigued. It didn’t add up. I asked him about his plans for Saturday (the day of the meeting) when he phoned the next day. Hardcore Sex He told me that he had to be there at 2pm but he would be frinished suck by 7pm and then he would come over and took me out.. Afterwards I still had this nagging doubt about the “Club,” why meet at an exclusive resort, which apparently was closed, why not a regular hotel down town, or a meeting hall? That’s when I decided that I was going to the meeting on Saturday. I had no idea what I would do when I got there. My plan was just to see what was going on and if it was as innocent as he claimed I would sneak away without him seeing me. Saturday morning came, I was nervous but excited. I ltook a Taxi from the house just before noon. The driver demanded payment up front before driving me to the chateau, which I thought rather odd and slightly rude. We reached the chateau at just after one. The driver dropped me just by an impressive arch gateway with ornate iron gates. The name was emblazoned over the arch. The main gates were shut but a smaller gate was open. A smartly uniformed guard lblocked my way and asked me something in Arabic. I didn't understand. I shook my head. He repeated the phrase and adds the word 'party' in English. I assume he is talking about the meeting... which confims my suspicions that its is not a oral regular meeting, but some sort of party. I nod this time and he lets me through. It confirms my suspicions. Doesn’t the guard know that it's only Oral Sex for members or maybe pussy fucking Juan lied and women guests are allowed. But why wouldn’t he tell me? Is he ashamed of me, Is he having an affair? He takes me to all sorts of parties... why is this different?! Namely I was feeling powers of pussy fucking one of the Goddesses from within the temple. So, Horace moved forward and installed his cock up in her pussy with little foreplay, as she seemed to be asking for. Maybe she deserved to get degraded and humiliated, after all her dirty little mind had enjoyed all the sex so far, even the sex with Master. But the gravitons only caught half of Petra, her arm and one of her boobs. Her eyes fluttered. Wouldn't that be embarrassing if someone noticed I was erect in here? I was fucking her hard and slapping her ass each time. He Hardcore Sex shook his head and oral looked about to say something. She touched Oral Sex the superficial scratch suck on her asscheek and laughed to herself. I love it.” She licked the end of my cock, fluttering her tongue around the sensitive crown.
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Soon we were tucked into her bed, and we drifted off to sleep entangled in each other's arms. After a wonderful afternoon nap, we got up and said our goodbyes. The next few weeks were pretty boring. Normal family, friends, places, activities. I was starting to get restless - and fuck I was horny! Stan was off on some Caribbean Island and didn't even have the pussy fucking decency to pack me in his luggage. And I do fit! Oral Sex Yeah, there was a lot of tequila involved in that particular evening! Anyway, I was sitting on the porch swing in shorts and a running top when our next-door neighbor came by. It was just turning dark and an early fall evening chill was in the air. "Hey Lisa! I was wondering if you had a minute." Bob was a nice guy, probably Hardcore Sex in suck his early 60s or so. His wife had passed away a few years ago from something terrible. I didn't even remember what it was. "Sure Bob, I'm just hanging out for right now. What's up?" I could see that he was staring down the length of my thighs. I guess my running shorts were pretty baggy for my cross-legged posture. I imagine he was getting a glimpse of my white panties from where he stood. I smiled to myself and shifted a bit, letting one leg of the shorts fall even more open. Bob rewarded me with oral a nice tent in the front of his own shorts.
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