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I'll admit, I'm not a big fan of Mondays. There's days I hate my day job and there's days I hate it. However, there's secretaries like Faye that can make even a rough Monday morning interesting.

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“Come on, people, stand away from the
door please,” the tour guide yelled to the happy, milling people.
His eye invariably fell to the cleavage of the nearby blonde in
the scant bathing suit. It was a unique costume for gliding,
very original and attractive. It had most of the males in the
cable car groaning in agony and lust.
The harsh overhead lights dimmed
momentarily, breaking the tour guide’s amazed stare. He tore his
eyes away from the blonde’s ample cleavage and looked out the
window at the approaching platform. He hoped that nobody noticed
the bulge of his cock, hard and thrusting against the material of
his pants.
“How do we know the gliders are safe?”
the blonde asked, intentionally returning his attention to her.
The tour guide swallowed twice before he could answer. As his
eyes went to the blonde, he used a steal will to keep his eyes
from going to her chest. Her companion, an equally blonde and
flawless male, smiled at the tour guide’s dilemma. He liked
seeing the reactions to Anne’s amazing figure. It made her seem
more… attractive, more desirable.
“Wa… we test them before we leave.
Each one has been tested. You will see that I will pick a glider
at random, I use no special machine. I would not jump off a 3
thousand foot cliff without a tested glider.”

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“Wonderful. Are there any rules against
having sex on the way down,” she asked in her innocent, little-
girl voice.
“Oh God,” the tour guide groaned, turning
away so he could push his cock down into his pants without being
observed. The car bumped into the platform, coming to a sudden
stop. The tour guide fell through the doors as they opened. He
waited for the crowd to exit before he grabbed one end of a foam
box. His assistant grabbed the other end and they carried the
heavy box out onto the landing. The group watched curiously as
the tour guide repositioned the box and threw open the lid.
Inside were a jumble of archaic looking torches and a jumble of
web-belts, each containing a 6″x12″ pack on the rear.
He handed the first torch and belt to the
blonde, before she had the opportunity to bend and retrieve one
herself. Her thin blouse strained to contain her breasts,
bending could bring forth and explosion of female flesh. The
tour guide couldn’t stand such a sight He was already horny as
hell and there was no prospect of having his hard cock taken care
of in the middle of the night, on top of a mountain.
“Oh look,” a cute black-haired woman
said, pointing down the slope toward Aspen far below. “Why are
the lights shimmering?”
“The air currents,” the tour guide said,
handing her a torch and belt. Her hand sagged under the weight
of the belt.
“How can something so heavy, be lighter
than air?” she asked, looking at her companion.
“It’s the electronics,” her companion
said in disdain. He was obviously a CEO type, slightly balding
and looking for a thrill. Gliding was the next step up from
bungie jumping.
“Technically, it’s not lighter than air,”
the tour guide said, thrusting belts and torches into the hands
around him. “It’s slightly heavier. That’s why it’s called a
glider. You still fall, but at a dramatically slower rate.”
“I feel like the statue of liberty,” a
young gay man said, posing dramatically with a torch in his
hand.

“On guard,” his companion said, striking
a fencing pose. They pretended to fence, clanging their torches
together, to the complete horror of the tour guide. He hurried
forward and slapped down their torches.
“Please, those are very special devices
and they cost a fortune. Treat them with respect.”
“I’m an olympic athlete,” the second gay
man said, holding his torch aloft and pretending to run in place.
The tour guide whined in frustration. Sometimes he wished he
could bitch-slap a few of the assholes in these groups. On the
other hand, he thought as he watched the black haired woman reach
down to adjust her socks. The bulge of her perfect ass, and
rounded pubes in her black form-fitting tights was bordering on
illegal. He could think of many things he would like to slap on
her, but not with his hand.
“Why do we have these?” A portly man in a
black windbreaker asked, bouncing the torch in his hand.
“We are called Liberty Gliding Tours, so
it’s made to look like a replica of the statue of liberty torch,”
the tour guide explained. “But it is much, much more than a
simple light source. True, it’s made to provide the most
pleasant light, very conducive to night gliding, but it is also a
recording device, to record your Aspen vacation, and a GPS
tracking device in case any of you try to escape with our
valuable equipment or, God forbid, in case one of you goes down.
There is also a tracking device in the belt.”
“I’m going down,” the buxom blonde said,
pretending to whisper. She elicited several giggles from the men
around her.
“Now, everyone turn on your gliders and
step forward, two at a time,” he said, clapping his hands. There
was actually a steep slope below them, not a cliff. If the belt
failed, they may be cut and bruised, but not killed.
“Nobody leaps until I say so,” he said in
a serious voice.
“How do we control them?” the black
haired girl asked nervously. She stepped so close that her hair
brushed his nose. It smelled like watermelons. He had a perfect
view of her rounded breasts, as she bent forward to play with the
pack resting against her cute ass. The guide had to resist the
urge to touch them. She looked up into his startled face.

“I was just getting to that. Do all of
you see that little disk on your belt, the one on your left side
in a pouch?”
“This one?” the black haired girl asked,
lifting a half dollar sized disk on a wire.
“That’s it. The controls are as simple
as they can get. Hold that disk in the palm of your right hand.
Hold it over your shoulder a little… yes, perfect,” he said,
looking around the group with their hands held in the air.
“First squeeze the disk to set it to the
position most comfortable for you, then move your hand, and the
disk inside, left or right, to go left or right, up or down to go
up or down. It’s that simple. With practice you can do tricks
such as rolls, somersaults, or spins.”
“Waycool,” the blonde said, doing a
little dance with the torch and disk held in the air.
“You two first,” he indicated the blonde
and her partner. He was getting tired of her teasing, and her
partner’s smug smiles. Step up to the platform,” he said,
turning them slightly to make sure each had a red light showing
on their packs.
“Ok, raise your disk hands, squeeze, and
step off.”
“Oh God,” the blonde said and stepped
off. Her long, nearly naked body glistened in the torch light as
it gently glided off the platform, dropping slightly at first,
then gently gliding down the hill. Their movements were jerky,
at first, until they grew used to the controls. They heard a
piercing streak, then laughter. Looking down the hill the tour
guide saw the torch rolling over and over as the two blondes did
somersaults in the air.
“That’s so dangerous,” the tour guide
said under his breath.

“Doing somersaults is dangerous?” the
black haired girl asked, stepping up to the edge of the
platform.
“No, doing them so close to the ground is
dangerous. If you people get the urge for aerobatics, do them
with more altitude. You have hours to descend, if you like, you
don’t have to skim the slopes like they are.”
The black haired girl and her partner
stepped off. Next were two boys in their late teens. They gave
each other an evil smile as they turned off their torches and
leaped into the darkness. The tour guide new they planned on
terrorizing the other gliders. Good, it would add to the
excitement.
“Next,” he waved the gay men forward.
“Have you ever glided alone and naked,”
the first gay man asked the tour guide in an intimate manner.
“Naked, yes, alone, certainly not,” he
said, giving them a little push. They laughed and jeered as they
disappeared into the darkness. Their torches cast a glow over
the slope as they descended. Each torch made a pleasant island
of light, in a vast sea of darkness.
“My God, that’s so beautiful,” a red
haired woman said. She was last, and alone. It was funny, he
couldn’t remember her arriving with the rest. Of course he had
not been giving his group his full attention.
The tour guide had his own belt for this
very reason, in case there was an extra unpaired tourist.
Everyone on the tour was required to fly in pairs.
“I know, it’s magnificent. I love this
job,” the tour guide said gently.

“It’s very romantic,” the girl said.
“It is,” the tour guide agreed while
strapping on his belt and checking the red light on the pack,
before he spun the belt around into the proper position. He
checked hers, then looked at her expectantly.
“Why don’t they simply double over and
hang by their belts,” she asked nervously.
“A power field, similar to an invisible
board, will spring up at your back the minute you step off. It
adheres to your body while the belt is activated, until your body
makes contact with the ground. You’re nervous, aren’t you?” he
asked shyly. She nodded with a quick smile.
“Your belt is on. Simply raise your hand
and step off… when you are ready. Look, there goes my
assistant in the cable car, now you have to jump, there’s no
other way down.”
“Now or never,” she said, leaping into
the darkness. The tour guide stepped off with his hand raised.
He dropped it slightly, speeding up to join his partner as she
rushed down the hill.
“What if I lower my hand too much and
plow into the ground?” she asked as the wind whipped her hair
into her face.
“It can’t, there is a fail safe mechanism
built into the belt. You could descend entirely under the
control of the belt. It won’t allow you to touch the ground
until you reach the beacon at base camp. Slow down,” he yelled
into the rushing air.
“How?”

“Lift your hand,” he said patiently. She
did and slowed almost immediately. With a sigh of relief the
tour guide slowed as well. The wind had been cold. Now that
they traveled slowly, the warm night air warmed him again
quickly. He turned his torch down and shined it on the passing
ground. Trees and bushes drifted by in dim light of the torch.
It reminded him of how the bottom of a shallow lake looked, while
drifting by in a boat.
The torch automatically intensified when
the ground dipped slightly, like a search light piercing the
darkness. A cricket squeaked in the night, first growing louder,
then falling behind them as they glided past. Fireflies blinked
in a large clearing below. The cable car passed 100 yards away,
descending quickly and passing out of sight between two small
hills.
“My God, this is so beautiful?” the girl
gasped again. Look there’s another city,” she pointed to the
east.
“From the very top of the mountain you
can see seven major cities,” the tour guide nodded. He suddenly
noticed how the torch seemed to light the different angles of her
face, giving her a classic, unreal beauty. Her dark red hair
seemed to have a life of it’s own. Like a medusa, her hair
spread around her in tiny, beautiful red tentacles, ever-moving
and ever-seeking, perhaps a new victim or lover.
“I can’t even see the other’s,” the red
haired woman said shyly. “We’re all alone.”
“It’s a large mountain and we are but
small mortals,” he said, pretending to quote some famous
author.
“Are you a member of the mile-high club,”
she asked unexpectedly.
“Is that a proposition?”
“And if it was?”

“I would be honored,” he said, altering
his descent to draw closer to her.
“Hand me your torch,” he said, extending
his hand.
“Why?”
“Unlike the others, I know how to turn
off the recording devices,” he said with an evil laugh.
“You mean those first two blondes…” she
stopped, giggling to herself.
“Every little bump and grind will be
recorded,” he said, giving the base of her torch a deaf twist.
He handed the torch back and did the same to his own.
“They should make a wonderful movie.
Now, we are truly alone,” he said, gliding closer until they
touched. He inhaled deeply of her unique perfume. It was
enticing, irresistible. She suddenly looked VERY desirable. In
fact she just might be the most beautiful woman he had ever met.
Her green eyes seemed to grow larger as he looked into them. He
believed that her hair even glowed brightly, but he refused to
take his eyes off hers. In a moment her hands sought his
body.
“There’s a mesh bag in your backpack to
hold clothing,” he whispered. She reached back and found his
first. It was attached to his belt by a strong cord.
In a moment they were both naked. Cold,
in the chilled evening air, the guide was happy to make contact
with the redhead. She was warm and soft against his skin. She
seemed to melt into every curve and bump as if they were made for
each other. He ran his left hand over her soft, ample breasts.
His breath came faster as he ran his hand down to her soft
pliable ass cheek and held it in a firm grasp. His lips met
her’s, her tongue snaked into his mouth, searching as if it had a
life of it’s own.

The guide felt himself getting hot,
hotter than he could ever remember getting with previous women.
This girl was different, like the first time he’d ever made love
to a woman, only stronger. He was shaking like a school boy.

His hand snaked into the crack of her
ass. His tongue explored her mouth, while his fingers explored
her ass.
Spinning slowly as they drifted down the
mountain, with their right hands intertwined and held above their
heads like dancers, with the disks contained inside, they kissed
and withered in the air as they passed slowly over trees,
streams, and meadows.
The guide released the redhead’s hand and
sank down her body until he faced her soft breasts. With a
gentle touch and soft lips he kissed and explored her breasts
until she shivered beneath his touch. She was breathing rapidly,
out of control. She suddenly dropped her hand to grab his face,
and was pulled out of his arms.
“Release the disk,” he called as she
fell. “The belt will fly itself,” he whispered, dropping his own
hand so he could join her. They both slid the disks into their
pouches and held on to each other, exploring, kissing, shivering
under the lips of the other. In a moment they went into the 69
position. The tour guide nuzzled her soft, swollen pedals of
flesh. She smelled sweet and delicious. His eager lips sucked
her pussy lips into his mouth. He pulled on the flesh of her
pussy, then sought out her clit and sucked briefly. His tongue
suddenly slid in and out of her warm envelope of flesh.
She gasped and withered beneath him. He
felt his cock enter her hot lips and slide completely inside.
The guide had a firm 6 and 1/2 inches of cock, it was enough, if
not enormous, but he had never seen anybody take his entire
length into their mouth right up to his balls, until now. It
felt heavenly. Her nose was pressed against his balls. Her
throat muscles worked over the length of his cock, milking it
even though her mouth never move.
The guide’s mouth sucked her clit. His
teeth pulled and released it, then he sucked harshly, while his
nose sank into her dark, sweet vulva. Her juices coated his face
and nose. He worked his face farther into her pussy. She was
hot on his face. He felt as if her pussy would engulf him,
swallow his face first, then the rest of his body like a snake
eating a frog.
Her soft thighs bent forward and he found
his head clamped between her legs. His hands sought and clamped
onto her firm ass. He ate her savagely, wanting to make her feel
as wonderful as he felt. He could feel the fire building in his
loins. He would cum in her mouth, while she came against his
face. He wanted to sink his cock into those hot, wet, pussy
lips, but there was plenty of time, all night if they liked.
“Oh, uh, uh, unh,” she groaned,
withdrawing her mouth so only the head of his cock filled her
lips. She groaned even louder, her cries beginning to echo off
the rocks and trees below. Her lips sucked the head of his cock
automatically, while she concentrated on the pleasure spreading
between her own soft thighs. The tour guide was good, very
experienced.

With his face tightly clamped between her
legs she humped her hot sex against his face, while he lapped her
pussy with long, hard strokes of his tongue. She withered,
crying ever-louder. Suddenly she stiffened and screamed,
clamping his head in a death-grip, she shuddered and pumped her
pussy against his face. The guide wanted to pull his cock out of
her mouth before she bit him, but she refused to release it.

He stopped trying when it was evident
that her orgasm was lessening. In a moment she lay limp in his
arms, breathing harshly around his cock.
The guide held completely still, with his
mouth held over her wet pussy, unmoving other than a gentle
sucking motion. In a moment her legs opened, as if by magic.
Holding onto his waist, she turned and faced him, then kissed him
passionately, even though her juice still coated his face. She
smiled and licked his face clean, while he squirmed in
discomfort.
“I want to fuck you hard,” he whispered.
Somehow she looked even more beautiful in her disheveled state
with her hair going in all directions, her breath heaving in her
chest. He was just inches from her face, her hard, pointed
nipples pocked against his chest. Her warm skin seemed to give
him comfort, and a sensual pleasure.
“Let’s make love now,” he gasped, before
kissing her again. She responded eagerly, then pulled away. A
shadow crossed her face. He wondered if he had said something
wrong, but a sudden smile lit her face again, before she kissed
him and turned and turned to slid down until she hung between his
feet. She held each of his feet in her hands. She pulled until
her crotch met his. He quickly positioned his cock downward and
entered her dripping wet pussy. One of her legs was in his face.
He hugged it tightly against his chest. The other was behind his
back. From this position his cock seemed huge inside her. It
sank between her hot, wet lips slowly, gently, endlessly.
Eventually her pelvis was pressed tightly against his own. She
held onto his legs and began pulling herself against him. He
moaned in pleasure as his long cock sank up to the hilt, filling
her abdomen with hot meat. The intense heat of her pussy had him
throbbing, straining to grow inside her. He wanted to fill her
to her stomach.
She pulled her pussy into his hard,
throbbing cock, while he held onto her foot and slowly sucked her
toes into his mouth. With his loins growing hotter, he
mindlessly felt her pussy grasping and releasing his cock, as it
slid in and out. Brutally, hurting both her and him, she pounded
her pelvis into his. The wet slap of meat echoed loudly off the
passing scenery. The guide felt like he was entering the kingdom
of heaven. He had never felt so complete, so sexy and brutal.
He was changing, growing, becoming more than just himself. He
now knew what it meant to make love, and he was making love, not
having mere sex. Sex itself was puny and insubstantial, as
insignificant as taking a piss. This was more, this was
love.
They made love harshly, madly, mindlessly
as they gently glided down the mountain. The tour guide new he
would remember that night forever. This woman had spoiled him
for any other woman on earth. There was no other woman on earth
for him, she was the only one. He felt as if his very soul was
being sucked into her body through his cock. He could feel
himself melting into her. He could feel her heat intensifying.
In a moment the heat became uncomfortable, then intolerable.
Where he felt he never wanted to be separated from he before, he
now tried in vain to pull himself loose. Even as his seed filled
her vagina, he struggled to pull free, all in vain.
The tour guide suddenly screamed as the
heat seared his flesh. He tried to push the woman away, but they
seemed to be glued together. He could smell his flesh cooking.
Agony ripped through his body. In a moment the heat of her body
melted through her web belt and she fell a dozen feet to the
ground. She landed on her feet like a cat, naked and glorious.
Like a lion, she shook her hair back and sniffed the air. She
looked up at the screaming, burning man and a frown darkened her
face.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, then ran off
into the forrest.

“One by one the tourists glided into base
camp. The last two, the tour guide and an unknown woman, were
drifting slowly toward camp, in no great hurry. Later they
appeared to drift far apart, drifting gently perhaps under
automatic control. An hour later the woman’s burned, empty belt
approached the base camp and dropped to the ground. Fourteen
minutes later, the tour guide drifted in. His body was blackened
and lifeless. women screamed, men turned away in horror. A
search and investigation began immediately. Since both belts
were burned, technicians immediately checked the belts for a
malfunction, only to find they were functioning perfectly.
The coroner was tempted to rule the death
as spontaneous human combustion, but chose to make the official
cause of death, “by unknown causes.” An intensive search for the
woman’s body began. She was never found. Months passed and the
search was called off. Stories of ghosts, meteorites, and
terrorists circulated, but nothing was ever found. It was one of
the 21st century’s greatest mysteries.

Lars Paterson rubbed his hands together
in front of his fireplace. He looked at the empty wood box and
sighed. It was cold outside. He hated to make another trip to
the wood pile, but it was necessary. The snow looked beautiful,
gliding past his front windows, but it was cold.
He bundled up and opened his front door.
To his amazement, he saw a beautiful red-haired woman standing in
front of his door, looking down at his welcome mat, rubbing it
with a bare foot. She was stark naked, leaning against the door
sill. She seemed to be exhausted although not cold. She should
have been freezing. But the only thought which entered Lars’
mind was that she was alone and naked. He gasped and stepped
back, then ran forward and pulled her inside.
“My God, you must be freezing,” he said
as he grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around her.
She flinched away from him at his words,
but eagerly welcomed the blanket. “No, but I’m hungry and tired.
Can I stay?” she begged with big green eyes that seemed to grow
as he looked into them.
“Sure, sure, stay as long as you like,”
he gasped, holding the blanket around her naked body.
“Where did you come from?” he gasped,
noticing her enticing perfume.

“I’ve been through hell,” she said with a
dark, serious look. She slowly turned away. A brief wicked
smile which lit her face. Her eyes glowed briefly. She licked
her lips, then turned to face him. “Pure hell,” she said again,
before pulling him into a kiss.

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What’s up boys? It’s September Scott back with another naughty picture gallery. This time, I thought I would show off my naughty lingerie. I original bought this for a special night I was planning with a guy friend. However, he turned out to be a jerk and an asshole so I thought I would share my naughty lingerie with you instead. I wish he wasn’t such a loser, because just trying on the lingerie gets me so hot and bothered. It’s not long before I just have to start fingering myself. I wish I had a cock to fuck my tight teen pussy, but my fingers definitely got the job done. It wasn’t long before I was I starting to climax!

Come see all my dirty pictures at my website. I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised. I’m not as sweet and innocent as I look. I definitely like to get naughty, getting fucked, sucking cock and even fooling around with other girls.

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I was digging through my website, Kitty Karsen to find something naughty to share with you and I came across this video from last summer. I was home alone one day and set up the camera to watch me get naughty. I was kind of bored, sitting on the couch watching television. There was nothing on so I decided to put on my own show. Sometimes I get so horny I just have to touch myself. This was definitely one of those times. I was wearking a jean skirt so I just took off my cotton panties and felt my warm pussy. I gently started to rub myself but it wasn’t long before I had two fingers deep inside of me. Click here to see the sample video clips.

Visit Kitty Karsen to see the high quality and full length videos of me in action. I love to get naughty for the camera. Whether it’s just posing naked, playing with my toys or even fooling around with my girlfriends - it’s always fun in front of the video camera.

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Some barely legal babes are so fucking hot that no matter how much you resist you just cannot help but touching them as Roman found out when he walked in Lena's room. Of course the fact that she was wearing a see through top that highlighted her puffy little nipples didn't add to his self restraint any. He touches and kisses on her and even takes some of her stuffed animal toys and rubs them against her pretty little bald pussy. That's when the cock sucking, pussy stretching action begins as these two work their way up to passionate teen orgasms!

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Want to see some very naughty pictures of me fooling around with one of my girlfriends. Check out these free pictures of us girls in action. I love doing photo shoots with other girls. They always get me so hot and turned on. It’s never a surprise with just kissing turns into a lot more. But trust me, I still crave cock. But there’s time when a little (or a lot) licking can drive me wild. Guys can really make me feel good down there with their tongues and dicks, but there’s something about a girl working her tongue between my lips can make me climax. I’ve had some of my hardest orgasms from other girls.

Either way - men and women are invited to visit my website, Pantera XXX. At Pantera XXX you can see all my pictures and videos - everything from softcore solo shoots to hardcore porn shoots.

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2 hot teen couples decided to go for a walk in the woods and of course both guys think they other guys babes are hot as fuck. So the guys decided to get the girls to do a swap but both Nadia and her friend were nervous as hell about it. So instead they all started to fool around with their own partners but soon things took a turn for the widl and both guys were fucking around with both girls. These cute teen girls didn’t know which cock was in their mouths or which one was plugging their pussies. In the end they shared the guys cum and everyone went away happy. This is exactly the kind of thing I want to come across when I am enjoying the great outdoors. $ teens fucking like crazy!

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