Divergence
Alone on my deck, surrounded by the quiet goings-on of my neighborhood, I revel in the erotic perceptions of sensory contrapositions. The sun massages its heat into my skin while… Read more »
Alone on my deck, surrounded by the quiet goings-on of my neighborhood, I revel in the erotic perceptions of sensory contrapositions. The sun massages its heat into my skin while… Read more »
With two fingers inserted at his waistband behind his buttoned fly, I pull him forward toward me. The silver glint of his belt buckle winks up in the dusky light,… Read more »
Because nothing says ‘Merry Christmas’ like a bunny suit. Heh. Sooo… Welcome to another edition of ‘Feve Gone Wild’. (Or perhaps, ‘Feve’s Brain is Fevered’?) Our first installment featured sex… Read more »