What I’m thinking about while I’m licking your pussy
Well, even before that…. I love how you look. I love how your clothes draw my eyes between your legs.[…]
Read moreWell, even before that…. I love how you look. I love how your clothes draw my eyes between your legs.[…]
Read moreI’m in a bit of a relationship/sexuality jag, reading-wise, and right now, I’m reading The Erotic Mind, by Jack Morin. It’s[…]
Read moreMost of you have never ventured over to Google+, and many don’t even know what it is. Relax – if[…]
Read moreShe’s young. About twenty years younger than I am. Her smile is effervescent, her teeth perfectly straight, her skin covered[…]
Read moreJust a few days ago, I wrote about my vision of a first date with H, a “distant buddy” of[…]
Read moreI had said the first thing I would want to do was to share a drink with you, to have[…]
Read moreShe had a grilled ham and cheddar sandwich. I had a cold ham and Swiss. She wore a summery cotton[…]
Read moreWe went on a date once. It was before the blog, but after the invention of the “Nick” for whom[…]
Read moreYou’ll wear a skirt, boyshorts. I know, you prefer dresses. But I’d like you in a skirt, please. And a[…]
Read moreA twelve-minute, wordless fuck.
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