Folly, part 2
You fumble with the key card. You open the door. You’re not even halfway in when I push you, hard,[…]
Read moreYou fumble with the key card. You open the door. You’re not even halfway in when I push you, hard,[…]
Read moreOver the last thirty-six hours, T and I have been blessed with a couple of unusual sex opportunities, due to[…]
Read moreL has lamented (chuckled at?) – or is it lamented (chuckled at?) – my “flock of tweeties.” Currently, there are[…]
Read moreAre you hard? A little? I’m very hard. Very fucking hard. I’m glad. Wish I was just around the corner.[…]
Read moreI don’t know her name. I know the first letter of her name. And I know the last letter. I[…]
Read moreLiza tells me she’s been dreaming about me. I’m flattered. She tells me that, the other night, I gave her[…]
Read moreI’ve played you a few of Lilly’s orgasms (here, here and here) before. On the one hand, they all sound alike[…]
Read moreYou walk in, trying to look calm. Your flight was delayed. You had worried you would miss me altogether, that[…]
Read moreI know you do, because you’ve told me so. You’ve sent me texts, you’ve sent me emails. Pictures, audio files.[…]
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