How I Saved My Marriage

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Ivey's Slimy Boyfriend

"Ivey? Are you there?" Tyler said through a dead-bolted door. "I promise, I didn't tell anyone." So how does everyone know? She thought, the back of her head resting against the same door. We were alone when you did it, so how is it that everyone knows you shoved your dick up my ass? "I'm sorry, okay? I figured it would feel awesome, you know. Please, can you open up and talk to me face to face?" No, if I saw you now I would forgive you. She didn't think her anger would survive those puppy-dog eyes, never mind his broad shoulders or his rippling chest. This close to his voice, it thundered against her. How did she land a guy like him anyway? They'd had some classes together, sure, but someone like him had so much more variety to choose from to settle for the creepy loner chick. It had taken weeks of flirting, asking for dates before she realized it wasn't a trick. The handsome guy on the football scholarship actually had a thing for h...
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MIkes First Transgendered Pt. 11

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