Reflections the day after a sex party
More than anything, sex parties make me THINK. The day after a sex party, I’m filled with thoughts, imaginings, and reflections.
Read moreMore than anything, sex parties make me THINK. The day after a sex party, I’m filled with thoughts, imaginings, and reflections.
Read moreSerena is late, and disappoints me just a bit. Turns out, I manage it fine.
Read moreSerena and I attend Chemistry – NYC’s best sex party – for their “Short shorts and booty T’s” party.
Read moreI’m headed back to Chemistry, and very excited….
Read moreWe’re off to a sex party.
Read moreI had high hopes for my date with Isabel. I planned to take her to a sumptuous sex party. Alas, it was not to be….
Read moreChemistry‘s closest analog among the parties and clubs I’ve discussed is OneLegUp. Like OLU, Chemistry is a sensuous, sumptuous, occasional[…]
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