Watching you
Today, I want to watch you. I want you to stand before me. I want to see you turn around,[…]
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Today, I want to watch you. I want you to stand before me. I want to see you turn around,[…]
Read moreIsabel feasts on my cock – and comes – in New York’s now-defunct premier sex club.
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Read moreI am so very grateful for Sofia. For her pretty body, for her beautiful face, and, of course, for her[…]
Read moreI remember Luna. Her pretty, pretty face. Her pouty lips. Her perfect breasts. Her striking curves. Her hunger for attention.[…]
Read moreIt started badly. Annica offered her cheek, standoffish-ly. Her body language was closed, distant. She said I was defensive. But[…]
Read moreDistance makes the cock grow harder. We’ll never meet, but I refuse to believe that. I need to fuck her.[…]
Read moreI asked Sofia to send me something she knew would turn me on to prompt me to write about how[…]
Read moreFirst, I undress you. I lift your dress over your head, gently, so as not to muss your hair. Carefully,[…]
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