July 2013

I love your breasts the way they are. Please don’t change them.

Birthday cake, a nine-man gangbang, and knowing when to call it a night.

My cock’s in Mary-Anne’s mouth, but my mind’s on Jeff. What’s that about?

Taking a little break. Back soon.

Memory is unreliable. Sex parties, doubly so.

My first time at a sex party was a letdown. My most recent time, I arrived in a very different place.

Two very hot photos of my wife, and the question of what to do with them.

Things are shifting in my life, and it’s leaking out sideways — as envy, as hostility, as unfortunate e-mails sent to the wrong people.