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The setting sun shafts down through the window across your bare lap, making the fine blonde-white hairs on your thighs glow against...
part seven: just a few close friends At least I could be pretty sure that I was dressed appropriately — so I’d thought. I wasn’t...
In their bedroom, Daniel and his wife Jessie were taking turns sucking the big black cock that belonged to Mickey. They knelt...
A rich August evening, the air potent with summer blooms shot through with occasional notes of autumn. A work-related event, held at...
part six: return engagement The Weather this Weekend “What I want is for you to take the time and the space to perhaps...
The hotel lounge had filled up fast after the show ended but we were still able to find a small table for...
My first time with four women in college was as strange and rewarding as one might imagine. Not only was it tricky to...
“I shouldn’t be here,” I say as I slip down my panties. She walks over and takes the lacy bundle in her hand....
I’m standing at our kitchen sink, dutifully washing dishes, wearing only a grey muscle tank and cheeky panties in navy lace. You...
part five: coming to terms Photo by Walid Riachy from Pexels The Playroom It was indeed a thoroughly modern . . . dungeon. The fact that it was in the...
