A Sweet Night Concludes

"A Mipple City Story"

The red velvet cake sat practically untouched. Three fingers of icing had been scooped from its surface and spread on my erection. I remember the sweetness of us as she swallowed dessert.I also remember warm conversations between the pursuits of...

A Sweet Night Begins

"A Mipple City Story"

I silenced my cellphone. My overnight bag held my clothes, my conscience, condoms, and red velvet cake. A Sweet Night with her was my choice.Opportunity opened the door. I stepped in.She wore a rose-colored apron; a gold necklace disappeared between...