Memory or fantasy?

A – conservative, shy, reticent A – shares some pictures of her cunt and her ass in her panties. And she lets me share a few of them with you.

We’ve never met. We may never meet. But before our commute is over, our eyes will have locked, and I will know the smell of your cunt.

A long evening with a complaint from the neighbors, and police intervention.

In anticipation of meeting you, I thought it might be helpful to tell you some of my thoughts. My cock is hard as I imagine you feasting on it. Soon….

A is a conservative, anorgasmic college athlete who won’t type “pussy” but likes making me hard — and who’d rather model her submission on Fifty Shades than do any of the actual work.

I miss Sofia.

Heather is a deliciously sexy, open-minded, gun-toting Trump supporter. And, she sucked my cock. And allowed me to feast on her cunt. A delicious evening.

In which Heather describes our first encounter, in her own words.

An old flame asked me my feelings about spanking her ass (years since the last time I did so). In the first of a series of e-mail exchanges, I answer her.

Do you need a little inspiration on a rainy morning? Perhaps I can be of service.