A sensation for which there isn’t a proper word
My cock is clamoring for attention. It’s not hard, exactly. It’s a bit firm, I guess, but more than that,[…]
Read moreMy cock is clamoring for attention. It’s not hard, exactly. It’s a bit firm, I guess, but more than that,[…]
Read moreTomorrow, life returns to normal. There’s one day left of the somewhat surreal, amorphously scheduled period of Christmas and New[…]
Read moreI spend a lot of time thinking about the future. When I meditate (and other times, too) I sit. I[…]
Read moreQ. How many people are in your marital bed?A. (At least) six. The couple, and all their parents. There’s a[…]
Read moreThe lead-up was bumpy. It was hot. Then it wasn’t. Then it was again. Our relationship had become three-dimensional. No[…]
Read moreThere’s lots to write, all sorts of fun, hot stuff, but I’m just not in the mood. A wise writer[…]
Read moreIt’s so fucking hot. Imagining you, waiting for me. Dressed for me. Naked for me. Exposed for me. Open for[…]
Read moreYour mouth is wet. Warm. They belong together. Don’t you think?
Read moreThat is all.
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