Once I dated a man named Jack who loved to tap that from the back.  Of me.  You see, I was his mistress because his Misses missed his advances.  She wouldn’t even stick her hand down his britches.  But I did.

And it sure was sensuously sinsuous.  He had such thickness.  And he sure knew how to work with this. In fact, it was a fact that Jack be ( Read more... )

I didn’t know I was dating Bill Clinton.  His gray hair, his thick southern accent, his…scent should have been a hint.

He told me all the blah-blah-dee-dah shit and I believed every bit.

Later, he swore that he did not chat with that woman…on the internet.  He swore he never gave his number to that 18-year old brunette.  He swore that I had ( Read more... )

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