Search results Dear Dirty Diary - part 6
Dear Dirty Diary,
The following Friday, at precisely 6 pm, our doorbell rang. I greeted ... planted hers upon mine. As I felt her warm slippery tongue part my lips to play tongue tag, I peeked over at the ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
A snore from my husband interrupted my sl**p and when soft ... pummel both tender bits with very little effort on the part of its user. Louise was truly traveling in another dimension ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary
In the second week of October, a furnace inspector informed Louise ... was concerned over was that Michelle and Amy still had part of this in my old computer. He suggested we obtain ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
Thanksgiving weekend all the Huntingdon stores started pushing their winter ... pulled his arms up over his head with the panty- part and hooked them over the bedpost before he knew what ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
By the following morning the three had checked out and ... labia lips into my vulva. A quick little hump on my part got all the tender bits back where they should be ... ... Continue»
... Dear Dirty Diary,
The weekly games nights were fun but too much emphasis ... of the bed?” grumbled Connie.
“And I suppose you had no part at all in the mess, did you Connie?” came the ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
My darling husband returned today after his five day, late ... sure I’d love his next gift. With much anticipation on my part, Doug slowly removed a box from his bag. In it was ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
Brassy trumpets, thumping drums and crashing cymbals increasingly trespassed into ... on his big cotton shirt. I immediately felt that at least a part of him was there with me so it also seemed ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
About a month and a half had passed since my New Year's ... through its latex skin, I decided this phenomenal erection somehow seemed a part of him. For that reason only, I chose to humor him ... ... Continue»
... I have as long as I am able.
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Dear Dirty Diary,
Brassy trumpets, thumping drums and crashing cymbals ... We'd be alone, at least for the better part of the day. My excitement began to rise ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
Just before Christmas, the three of us drove back to ... , he’d lifted up the back of her little bathrobe and Dirty Doug was fucking my Luscious Louise doggy-style!!!
“My husband ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
Louise advertised in Cornwall, Messina, Montreal, Plattsburg and Burlington newspapers ... me as she said “I’m the one that emailed back your diary before we handed in your computer to the police.”
Oh ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
I woke up the following Saturday morning with a terribly stiff back. ... in the hot frothy bubbles.
Except for one plump little dear who wandered into my workout bike room, the other women ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
A week had passed and Doug announced the completion of our ... post. After reading of your aggressive exercise program in you diary, I’ve been terrified you might slip and really injure yourself ... ... Continue»
... Dear Dirty Diary,
Over the rest of the visit, Louise and I wandered through ... replied.
“However,” he continued, “I have witnessed and read in your diary of a transition no man in his right mind would wish ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
Eight weeks had passed since Doug had come home from ... in his, pushed his pelvis tight against mine and we dirty danced to “The Land of a Thousand Dances” in perfect harmony ... ... Continue»
... Dear Dirty Diary,
After receiving that less than glowing reaction to my diary, I resigned myself to a summer of boring, doting wife ... ribbed and obviously all abuzz over meeting you!”
The dirty old bugger squirted sunscreen along the tiller of ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
I tried to relax but every thought led back to my ... . I clicked on it anyway and up came this file called Dear Dirty Diary. I scanned through the first chapter, exited it immediately and shut ... ... Continue»
Dear Dirty Diary,
The next Monday, after Doug went to work, I went over ... ... Continue»
... Dear Dirty Diary,
Three weeks passed and it was Sunday morning. The sun ... side!
The following pose called “Damaged goods!” depicted the poor dear hanging up the ragged clothes she attempted to wash on ... ... Continue» |
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