Oh no, I’m not.
My palms, still pink from spanking his ass, radiate heat as I wrap both fists around his velvet steel length, making him gasp.
Tag: Masturbation Monday
It Reminds Me
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 »
It’s in the way he bites his lip…
He tells me I tease. Not that I *am* a tease. But that I tease.
Ruined
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 »