An Unexpected Awakening
It was less ‘waking with a start’ and more ‘slowly waking to a finish’. Finishing an orgasm, to be precise. It was the environmental cues, muted and fuzzy-muddled in the… Read more »
It was less ‘waking with a start’ and more ‘slowly waking to a finish’. Finishing an orgasm, to be precise. It was the environmental cues, muted and fuzzy-muddled in the… Read more »
It’s occurred to me recently that there are certain things I do when working myself up to orgasm (or when someone else is working me up to orgasm) that *might*… Read more »
In which, Feve comes* closer than ever before to being fisted. (As a result of which: *Feve comes. And comes again.)
Trituration Knees up, thighs splayed wide, my slippery wet is overriding my fingers’ desperate attempts to unhood my clit. He is between my knees, kneeling, pushing his ringed hardness (Where… Read more »