Tag: Hand Job

Take It To The Limit

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Take it… He is still. Standing — focused, unguarded — he sways just barely – gently – toward me then away, moving to the rhythm of my palm’s demand. His… Read more »

Interlude

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He’s a little unsteady, but you’re not, so he anchors himself to your sway, forehead pressed to yours as you stand face to face, his flesh flexing hot against your… Read more »

Aflame

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He is moaning sighs and tensed thighs. Quivering need and shaken-breath supplication. Gasps and pleas and taut-muscled beseeching strain under the circular suede ministrations of wax-covered fingertips massaging buttery hot… Read more »