Erotica

V – remember V – is back in my life. And boy, am I glad.

Anticipating a sexy morning encounter….

I send you a recording of my voice, speaking these words. You listen to them as you walk, and as we ride the same train, having never met, our eyes locked.

Sometimes I manage to convince myself I’m being rejected, even when I’m getting what I want.

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….

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.

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