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"She's worth it all," Valentina whispered into my ear."I know. I'll try to be worthy."She almost broke my neck she squeezed so tightly. "You are. Be good to her. Gentle and slow, Ok?""Gentle and slow."She gave me a quick kiss on the lips, surprising, even with all the teasing going on. She pulled away, before turning to her daughter. "Can I have a couple of the special ones, before I go?""Not too many," Raven said softly.Valentina reached into the front pocket. She pulled out a few and looked at them, sorting out two of each color. She slid her hand back inside and I got goosebumps when she reached down my front, her hand rubbing against me. I was hard, not too surprising, and she gave my shaft a squeeze. She gave me a wink, and turned to her daughter, showing her hand. "Two of each? One for me and one for your dad?"Raven, nodded.Valentina turned away. "You done in here?" she called out. "I think it's time for us to head home."Raven walked in, closing her door, and turning of

"For as long as you'll have me," I told her. "Best damned girlfriend in the world? I'll be damned if I'm going to let you get away.""Ready to find out just one of the reasons I'll be the best girlfriend ever?"I nodded, and groaned as she slid down my pole, ever so slowly, taking my entire length. "God, Zane, you feel so good inside of me.""You feel incredible.""Your three special kisses, yours whenever you want. As much as you want. My gift to you for as long as you'll take care of me.""Take care of you?" I gasped, as she slid up and down my cock once, wiggling, taking it as deep as she could."Yes, take care of me. I need a strong man, and someone who understands me. Can you be that man, Zane. For me?"I nodded. "I'd love to be that man for you."She smiled, giving me another short ride up and down. "When things get stressful, I can be a handful. Sometimes I completely shut down, useless. You'll take care of me then, won't you? Take me somewhere safe, comfortable. Hold me until

I leaned over her, pushing all the way in and long-stroked her.She blushed, lifting the phone and entering a number."Mom? It's me," she said, sighing and sinking back into the pillows. Her legs relaxed, opening for me."Calm down, Mom. It's good. Everything's good. I promise.""Stop it. You didn't ruin everything. Trust me Mom. It's wonderful.""Yes, the costume was a hit. He loved it. All of it...Yes, that part especially.""He's still here...Yes...Yes, in the bed with me...Inside of me if you really need to know."Freaky. She was right. Beyond weird."Just a sec, Mom." She pulled the phone away from her ear. "Are you Ok? Is this too much?" she asked nervously."It's weird," I confessed.She nodded. "I know. I'm so sorry. I...I had to call her."I leaned down and kissed her softly. "Whatever you need, Bree. Whatever."She smiled weakly, her eyes moist. "Thank you. I...if it's too much, I don't have to finish the call right now. She'll be alright now."She had that nervous look agai

I was stuck, in a serious bind. I was living off campus when our entire building received notice that we had to vacate over the holidays. The building was being turned into condo's or something, and we had a month to get out. Our lease was month-to-month, as it turned out were everybody's.Suddenly, sixteen students were out looking for a place to live. It wouldn't have been so bad, if I hadn't been away at the time, working on my grad project, off the coast of Brazil. I showed up, exhausted from a month at sea, and a bit depressed from the results of our sojourn, to find my entire building was under construction, and my apartment was gone.A few hurried calls, and I was informed by my ex-roommates that my stuff was in storage, and I owed them $94. A bunch more calls, and I found out that nobody had space to spare.After dozens of failed attempts at finding a new home, I found the notice on the campus bulletin board, and was knocking at the door of a big old house, about a mile off ca

"You mind sharing, some time?" Chloe asked. "None of us have one."I was slow to answer. "I need it during the day, I have to go down to the bay pretty frequently. Evenings I wouldn't mind running errands or shuttling around. I don't like to let other people drive it." That was an understatement. It seemed like nobody knew how to drive a manual transmission anymore. Plus, once most people felt the power of the 410 horsepower, they seemed to go a little crazy.Chloe pouted, and grabbed my arm. "Not even your favorite roomy?"I almost laughed. "It's a stick shift. It's very temperamental.""It's a convertible, and gorgeous," Chloe said.True, very true. "We'll see, alright? I'll let you give it a test ride. If you know what you're doing, then maybe."I was surprised when Samira spoke up. "I can drive a stick. Dad has a fifty-three Chevy thirty-one hundred truck, with four on the floor.""The five window?" I asked, impressed.She nodded. "It's a vee three twenty-seven. I've also driven h