Yes Professor

Kelvin really missed Angie and her big titties and tight cunt. It had been years since he'd really craved a specific cunt, but he'd fuck a bunch of skanky hoes with huge tits and big, thick asses and all he wanted was his petite, big titty Asian slut. Kelvin tossed his bags into his apartment before he headed over to Angie's place. He pulled out a spare set of keys and let himself in. It was pretty quiet when he initially got into the apartment, but as he made his way further in, he could hear the shower running. Perfect. He really enjoyed fucking Angie in the shower. There was something so sexy about smashing her tits against the glass while her filled her cunt with his cock. Angie must be pretty horny. He'd left her all alone for a long weekend. He was pretty spent from all the skanks he'd fucked, but the thought of her tight pussy was getting him all hard. Kelvin pushed the door open to the bathroom and grinned when he saw her rubbing her titties in the shower.

Half the capital could see the bright lights emanating from the throne room as the feast for Marcus' return was just beginning. The two long tables, once empty, were now adorned with both people and endless amounts of nourishment. Every kind of meat, vegetable, fruit, drink, and any other delicacy one could imagine were piled three layers high, despite the tables' size. Nobles and fellow knights grouped by fraternity lined the tables, raising glasses every time Marcus' name was spoken, accounting for his old battles in service of Underhill. Some loitered about the hall while the king and Marcus sat at the end of one of the great tables, going over what had transpired during his two-year journey. Music and the smell of food filled the air, and you had to shout to be heard by the person next to you. And shout Marcus did, greatly enjoying being back within the confines of his home kingdom. Old friends circled the man, who was constantly standing and sitting every time an old

Do you know that feeling of disappointment where you are so consumed by it that you can't hide how you are feeling? No matter how hard to try to keep it suppressed, it is reflected in your whole demeanor. Your face wears a sullen expression. You carry yourself with a defeated weight. There is nothing you can do but accept the feeling and press on your "merry" way. This is exactly how I was feeling when I came home from work after my yearly review. For months I had been telling people that I was going to be receiving a promotion. I would proudly say things like: "I'm going to be moving to Desktop Support." "Yeah, it should come with a nice pay jump." "You know, I'm really ready for a change. I've been working in my current position for two years, and I think it's gonna be nice to switch things up." Practically everyone in my life knew these details. Acquaintances, co-workers, friends, family, and of course my girlfriend. Need

Jake After a few minutes, Mandi went still in my arms and began snoring quietly. God, she is beautiful, I thought silently, then amended my statement. No, she is far more than merely beautiful, she is also gentle, kind, smart and beyond belief in bed. Mandi rolled over in her sleep, allowing me to slip out of bed to take a piss. While I was in the master bathroom, I fired up the Jacuzzi tub and started it filling, figuring Mandi might like a long soak in a whirlpool bath. I put another pot of coffee on and used my lap top to find the closest miniature golf course and then scanned what movies were showing and where. After an hour, I checked on Mandi and saw that she was awake. "Hey, Kung Fu babe, I got the Jacuzzi tub full of hot water. I thought you might want to jump in and wash off our love juice." "Sounds like a great idea. Is there any coffee left?" "I just made a fresh pot. You want a mug?" "I do, more than diamonds and fast cars," she rep

All characters appearing or mentioned in this story are 18 years old or older. This story is a work of fiction and any reference or description to actual persons is unintentional. If you are enjoying these stories, leave a comment about what you liked or didn't, or things you want to ready more of. I'll take advice into consideration when I'm working out the next parts of the LoP stories. #################################### October 1998 The fall, also known as the slightly cooler summer in southern California, was fast approaching. I had purchased my house in Portland and things were progressing, but not very quickly. Being so far away made it difficult to schedule things and answer questions, but the contractor I hired seemed competent and only called me 2 or 3 times a week. Most of the time this was fine, but in this particular instance, it was downright annoying. I knew it was him from the caller ID box (another recent purchase, helpful as I suddenly had more friends

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