Built from experience. Designed for practice
Waiting, facing the wall, heart thundering in my chest. I sense eyes on me, his, but someone else’s, too. His feel safe, dependable, right. The others are full of unknown adventure, hunger, promised lust. The covetous leer shivers down my…
"Pose for me," he said. "but you have no camera," I replied. "I don't need a picture to remember.
Sometimes Birthday Wishes do come true!
The heady scent of sex and unbridled lust still fills the artificially cooled air and I take a deep breath, allowing it to wash over me.
He mutely nods again, and I waste no time replacing my hand with my mouth. Repeating the long licks from balls to tip, I slowly start sucking him farther and deeper into my throat.
My eyes keep returning to her legs, which are slightly spread, skirt hitched up to mid-thigh. The tops of her stockings peek out, waving a little hello. Above, creamy thighs tickle my senses.
. As much as winter is a needed part of Canada's climate, I sure do miss warm sunny days. The feeling of the sun on my bare flesh,
She arches her back further tilting her head to look at me, pressing her moist flesh into my hand. “Give me a hand,” she says again, before subtly batting her lashes.
It fits perfectly inside my hand as my fingers circle its circumference gently. Lowering my head, I take the rounded top into my mouth