Oral sex

Salad night with Mara, a chair across the room, and a story she told me with her hands on her knees.

Another questionnaire — this time, about how you’d like me to go down on you.

I find myself remembering something from long ago as I go down on Mara…. It’s the taste of an Israeli pussy.

Jen begged me to fuck her. Well, sort of begged. I was feeling generous.

Mara and Jen and I have a fuck-load of fun at Le Trapeze. And not just with the three of us.

I prefer the purity of one-way oral, but 69 has its charms — not least, the loss of control.

The second time with Jen, I didn’t make the same mistake. I was in perfect control.

From the strip club to the hotel room, I directed your orgasms by text — and then joined you for the rest.

She tells it better than I could.

A short dress, a dark bar, a sex party, and three marathon sessions between her thighs.