The Late Afternoon I pull the soft of my over-the-knees up my calves and slide my arms into the sleeves of his blue shirt, buttoning it once at the… Read more »
Come here, love. Kneel. Push your shoulders between my thighs and let me drape my legs over you. Let the relaxed weight of bent-splayed desire guide you downward. Feel the… Read more »
My palms, still pink from spanking his ass, radiate heat as I wrap both fists around his velvet steel length, making him gasp.
Visuals don’t often appeal to me – I don’t “do” disembodied carnal bits without emotional context – but this one is… Different. Familiar. The cropped-shot gif contains the barest of… Read more »
He tells me I tease. Not that I *am* a tease. But that I tease.
She loves the way he strains against her stroke. The way his muscles tense in his belly, the way his inner thighs twitch not knowing whether to push forward or clamp closed,… Read more »