Impotence

She actually came fifty times. For real.

In which Charlotte has an uncountable number of orgasms.

I want to go down on Ivy. Seriously.

In which I fingered a visiting dignitary in a bar.

A friend and I, sharing a drink, were discussing our respective experiences of “failure to launch.” I think I’ve said it before, but here, once and for all, is my official position on the subject: If my cock isn’t hard,…