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Standing before the full-length bedroom mirror, I treated my reflection to an almost unjustly critical appraisal. My indecently short black leather dress clung for dear life to my every curve and went perfectly with my high heels, whorish fishnets and black leather jacket. It was the sixth outfit I had tried on in the last hour and the bed behind me was strewn with those I had already rejected as not quite right. For this, the most important interview of my life, I wanted to look as perfect as possible.

My gorgeous wife and I have explored every possible when it comes to hot sex and wild times. We’ve done every kinky thing that you can and would never imagine along with swinging with couples that we know and some we don’t. We’ve enjoyed and shared the pleasures with horny lesbians hot bisexual guys who don’t mind a little bit of pussy and cock and of course our toys.

As the music played in the background, Janaína, the lovely Brazilian babe and her partner slow danced together. Their bodies moved almost as one and from across the room a tall handsome older man looked on. Behind his glass of wine he admired them, the way they moved together, the way his cock tingled…

I was invited to chat to a bunch of women who were interested in the female body and how it’s reproductive system worked. They had put in a request for information on how the lactation process worked and what would be the best hormones needed for a healthy lifestyle.

Note to the reader: In this diary I will tell the true stories of my sexual encounters that have come about thanks to the internet. Some more precise details such as names and places will be left out to protect mine and others privacy, and also because they don’t matter, but otherwise I will try to be as accurate and truthful as possible.

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Carla is big on aerobic workouts and she loved watching her instructor’s muscles as he worked out hard with them. His hot sweaty muscular body did wonders for Carla’s sexual appetite.

All her life, Dana had felt different. Born a boy, she always preferred dressing in girl