2012

I want to dress you. And undress you. And in between, a chocolate croissant.

She was the first woman who seemed not to be reluctantly agreeing, but aggressively pursuing, sex. We fucked seven times.

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Behind the scenes, I’m wrestling with WordPress so you don’t have to.

I have a history of making trouble. Here, I wonder if some of it is justified.

She’s bratty, she’s beautiful, and she cums when I tell her to. More or less.

Blindfolded, on her knees, she hadn’t yet seen or tasted or touched my cock. But she could hear how hard I was.

I learn about a holiday I can really get behind.

She’s my type, she loved her work, and she never apologized for it — which is why a certain PSA really puzzles me.

In which I confess to having taken creep shots, and wonder about them – their lure, and the creepiness of them.