"We'll never know"
“Those books and letters are fascinating. My grandfather must have died close to here.”“Yes, he does describe our ancestral farm, as mentioned in my grandmother’s diaries.”“There’s also that cryptic notation in the letters and in the diaries about visiting a...
"Their sweat-streaked bodies collapsed, slowly cooling in the hazy floral breeze."
Soft moans accompanied the slow trembling plunge onto his hard cock. Her labia stretched tight around his girth as his swollen head raked along her insides until she bottomed out.Strong hands grasped her bottom kneading her crotch to his. His...
The sun was warm on her back, the scent of the poppies heady and strong. She inhaled and exhaled deeply, trying to commit the smell to her memory.The cock inside her was big and hard. The hands holding her hips strong...
"Gaia meets her soul mate!"
Gaia came across him in a garden of red poppies. He was typing on an anachronistic typewriter with books at his side.She was surprised when he looked up and actually saw her — few ever could. He didn't look away...
"Sex with the devil strips the witch of her very soul."
Pleasure and pain twisted transcendently, contorting with the curves of my breasts as he thrust. My head turned in an expression of ecstasy, screaming across the field. I clawed, drawing him deep to climax, dripping with desire as the devil...
"Lesbians reconcile after make up sex"
Glorious make up sex looms as my estranged girlfriend motions me into the ladies room stall. The door left ajar for well wishing voyeurs. I lean to kiss. "No foreplay. Strict word limit," she advised. Panties ripped, tongues flutter like pissed...
"We were never to meet again. Until..."
The phone jangles me from my post-orgasm sleep."I need to see you. Hotel bar."Only two hours since we said we'd never meet again.Slipping on sweatpants and shirt, slippers, hotel robe, I navigate there.Handsome, no, beautiful man rises as I enter. “Dave,” he says....
Her thoughts digress as she eyes his leather belt. Would he spank her with it?Daydreams darken the bright room, his words behind frosted glass. Musing what desires keep him up at night.Chivalry didn't die with him. Does he take it...
Jasmine stood there, slowly stroking herself. Her friend was sitting on the bed holding her own, now very soft, cock. They both looked at Doug as Jasmine said, "Do you really think you can go back to your vanilla sex life...
