Orgasm

In which Charlotte and I had yet another over-the-top fun evening.

Listen to Sam’s orgasm. She begged my permission to come, and, after some hemming and hawing, I granted it.

Hope texts me she’s wet. Two hours later, she’s on her knees in a hotel room, chopsticks still in her hair, my cock between the same glossy lips she’d photographed for me that morning.

There’s nothing quite like the sound of a woman coming for me.

Listen to Tess’s first orgasm for me. And let’s hope it’s the first of many.

She’s loud, and filthy, when she comes. Almost unimaginably so.

Wanna hear a really loud orgasm?

Ella edges for me, on command. Listen.

We haven’t met yet, but Lupa’s already given me something worth sharing.

Tinder’s been generous lately. Let me dole them out one at a time, starting with Stephanie.