Her body is exposed to my prying eyes, just the prized parts hidden, those secret places made for exploring, enjoying. She wears a hooded cape, scales dripping from the red fabric. It glitters under the multitude of lights, sets sparkles in my eyes.
Tag: erotic fiction
Magic Touch
Licking her lips, she struggles against her bonds, attempting to devour his length. She shudders at the size of it and wishes he had thought to put it somewhere else. Before her words can be spoken, he’s pressing his length into her hot mouth, a groan escaping him as he pushes deeper.
Making a Masochist – Part I
Having him find me like this, mostly naked, skin covered in welts, my ass bright red. The brush stuffed between my opened legs, his cock in his hand, watching me, is all it takes.
Me and Mrs. Jones
I’ve always loved older women.
The years adding places for my hands to hold as I thrust deep into their cores. Their breasts are fuller, fitting inside my hands only to spill out and be caught with my mouth and tongue.
