I have often secretly photographed my friend's morning wood(you know)

I would like to let a man choose lingerie for me, in which he then immediately nibbles me

Last year for my birthday, I decided to go away from my family and friends. I checked in this tiny hotel by the country and ended up getting a birthday present from one of the hot bell boys. He would come up my room and we'd fuck like crazy as if he wasn't on duty.

I (f27) confess, that I this morning hooked up with a co-worker of mine and we had a few nice moments at the office until another co-worker of ours busted in, saw us for a moment and something in his pants got rock hard while he turned around and left with a reddish face and all flustered.

I just can't fall asleep without my David Hasselhoff pillow. If I stay somewhere else it gets a camouflage cover

My mom just got married to a guy who has a fucking hot son who I am dating

I left the house and didn't realize I was still wearing slippers

I often ring the neighbors' bell early in the morning because I don't like them

I once gave my best friend dog biscuits to eat

I like to pop my pimples and lick up the pus

I f22 want to confess that I recently had sex with three men at the same time, after that I was more relaxed than ever

As each day gets closer I get hornier waiting to jump daddy and his dick to take it deep and hard in this dripping wet juicy piece of ass daddy has how when we drive home I'm tieing my hair up unbuckling his belt unzipping his pants and getting down to suck that dick as he shoves my head down on it making my saliva drip all the way down to his balls and choke on it just the way daddy likes it then its gonna get so hot and good he won't be able to take it any more hes just gonna have to pull over ;)

Last year for my birthday, I decided to go away from my family and friends. I checked in this tiny hotel by the country and ended up getting a birthday present from one of the hot bell boys. He would come up my room and we'd fuck like crazy as if he wasn't on duty.

I (f/24) admit that I made out with my best friend (f/25) one time in highschool. After that she said, that she definitely has no attraction to women but I am bisexual now. Thanks Grace

I just can't fall asleep without my David Hasselhoff pillow. If I stay somewhere else it gets a camouflage cover

My mom just got married to a guy who has a fucking hot son who I am dating

ever since my boyfriend left me I've been with 5 different guys.. and the week is not even over.

I am missing my mans dick like crazy rn how bad i wanna fucking ride it till i cum all over it and squirt non stop even tho i may pee a lil.......ooops, while he sucks my titties drives me even more crazier as he puts his hands on my hips making me go faster, faster, and faster feeling his dick and balls stroke my clit fuck daddy let me fucking squirt on your face and mark my territory. Daddys dick juicy, I can go all day

I secretly read the messages on my boyfriend's cell phone.

The real orgasm to me is my tities be sucked

My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead– murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time – something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed. Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into servitude to this man. And when I tried to quit, Fring threatened my family. I didn't know where to turn. Eventually, Hank and Fring had a falling-out. Things escalated. Fring was able to arrange – uh, I guess... I guess you call it a "hit" – on Hank, and failed, but Hank was seriously injured. And I wound up paying his medical bills, which amounted to a little over $177,000. Upon recovery, Hank was bent on revenge. Working with a man named Hector Salamanca, he plotted to kill Fring. The bomb that he used was built by me, and he gave me no option in it. I have often contemplated suicide, but I'm a coward. I wanted to go to the police, but I was frightened. Hank had risen to become the head of the Albuquerque DEA. To keep me in line, he took my children. For three months, he kept them. My wife had no idea of my criminal activities, and was horrified to learn what I had done. I was in hell. I hated myself for what I had brought upon my family. Recently, I tried once again to quit, and in response, he gave me this. [Walt points to the bruise on his face left by Hank in "Blood Money."] I can't take this anymore. I live in fear every day that Hank will kill me, or worse, hurt my family. All I could think to do was to make this video and hope that the world will finally see this man for what he really is.