By The Skin Of My Teeth
I use my teeth. On his cock, with barely-there scrapes upward over the head, soothed over with a swirl of tongue before again swallowing his length; with suction-cheeked molar grips… Read more »
Tag: Masturbation Monday
Lost
“I’m hungry.” It’s a simple enough statement, but laced between those three plain syllables are intricate layers of delectable need: the need to taste, the need to be filled, the… Read more »
Knee Socks
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 »
Over You
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 »