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I wonder what it’d be like to have sex with a blind woman.

Isabel is a rock star.

A brief appreciation of scrubs.

I want to be the pussy whisperer.

She matched with someone on Tinder. He walked into the bagel shop. Except it wasn’t him.

The smartest and hottest sex bloggers, under one roof.

An astonishingly hot feast on a stranger’s pussy.

I’m in pain, with little hope of relief. Ever. And it seems to be producing some intense emotions in me.

A little shameless objectification of beautiful breasts.

Tamora tells me she’s not ambivalent about me, but something’s going on because she cancels the vast majority of our dates. This one, though, she didn’t cancel. Thankfully.