Inappropriate gym-wear
She greeted me in a spangly white tank-top, with shimmering silver panels, her copious cleavage barely contained by the cotton[…]
Read moreShe greeted me in a spangly white tank-top, with shimmering silver panels, her copious cleavage barely contained by the cotton[…]
Read moreI want to drink in your body. To see you move, walk, bend, sit, lie. To watch as the curves[…]
Read moreYou feel the bed sag as my weight falls onto it. You feel my fingers, gently, opening your thighs. You[…]
Read moreYou fumble with the key card. You open the door. You’re not even halfway in when I push you, hard,[…]
Read moreAre you hard? A little? I’m very hard. Very fucking hard. I’m glad. Wish I was just around the corner.[…]
Read moreAs the plane descends, I wonder. I have only seen parts of her, never the whole thing. We have never[…]
Read more“I’ve been thinking about your lips, about how it would feel for my cock to slide along them, between them.”[…]
Read more“Can you see?” “No.” “Can you make out light and dark?” “No.” I lifted her sheer t-shirt over her shoulders,[…]
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