The Pomegranate Bite

"Always a First Time"

We both lay down; mud stuck to my t-shirt like black tar.He whispered in my ear, ‘I want you, treacle.’I looked at the stones, the green mossCreeping over them like furry caterpillars.The mill my mother worked in stoodIn the distance...

Familial Sin

"I love a family Halloween party"

'Your hair smells of pumpkin spice,' he murmurs as he kisses my neck.I ignore him as I lower my cunt onto his cock, his hands gripping my suspender-clad thighs. He is under my spell as I ride his cock, and...