Feb 112015
Fantasies about my fantasy

I’m imagining my core fantasy. First, what will you all wear? A sea of women…. Allie? Eva? The Historian? Isabel? L? Luna? Maxie? P? Penelope? The Rockette? Rose? Sadie? Sofia?!? Tamora? Veronique? You? (Those names – including yours – are in alphabetical order, lest you imagine you discern some other rationale….) In my fantasy, it’s […]

Jan 302015

Recently, I wrote about how I wanted to choke her. Now, since choking doesn’t seem to be on the imminent agenda, I want images of her body. I want her ass, especially. There’s something about the zone that begins at her navel and stretches down to the middle of her thighs that’s endlessly compelling to […]

Jan 242015

to feel your throat yield as my thumb and forefinger – and the webbing between them – press into it. I want to hear that lovely combination of moan and gasp as your breath is momentarily, just a little shockingly, constrained. I want to know that, though we remain dressed, your pussy has just gotten […]

Dec 212014

She’s exotic, just a little dark. She’s tiny – under five feet. Her hair is brown, long. Someone once told her that she looks prettier if she cocks her head a little to the right, lets her wavy hair hang mysteriously over her right eye. Virtually every picture she’s sent me has been in this […]