My sewing machine throbbed to a stop. I carefully tugged the gossamer-thin garment away from the needle and snipped the umbilical cord. Holding it up, I checked my handiwork. I had been right to pick shiny black nylon; white would have been too obvious. Besides, I'd never tried making skimpy shorts before. The results of my amateur cutting and machining were quite good. Apart from...
When I was a 18 year old teenager my cousin John, who was208 and a very horny guy, asked me if I wanted to stay with him on the farm while his mom & dad were on a 2 week vacation I lived in town and thought that it would be a fun thing to do. He had black hair, brown eyes, light olive skin that tanned, very muscular from all that farm work, I idolized him in every...
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