Trāyastriṃśa
Blondes, brunettes, redheads. Each is tiny – not one over 5’2”. Their mouths exist solely for my pleasure. Their bodies[…]
Read moreBlondes, brunettes, redheads. Each is tiny – not one over 5’2”. Their mouths exist solely for my pleasure. Their bodies[…]
Read moreI love ’em tiny. Some while back, I wrote about my insane, unquenchable, out-of-the-blue hunger for a redhead. Any redhead.[…]
Read moreThis is part two of the tale I began here (oral at a sex party). She touched herself in the soft[…]
Read moreWe met in a dark bar. Her dress was short. “I’m glad you had me wear boyshorts,” she said. “Otherwise,[…]
Read moreFuck. I’m totally obsessed. Over the last couple of days, I’ve somehow gotten it in my head that I simply must fuck[…]
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