The Librarian – House Call

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.
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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.

I relax my throat as I know this is a punishment and not for pleasure. He will not take it easy on me. Thrusting gently to bring himself to full mast and to lubricate my throat

The image shows the woman standing bent over at the waist, as she pulls black pumps onto her feet. She completely nude from the waist down, bar the black stockings. Her arms are covered with a red knitted sweater, much like the one my date is wearing.

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.

my fantasies become erotic stories. Once they are written, I don’t think of them again, at least not in a sexual way.

. 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.

I’m holding him in place with one foot and rubbing the other in long, rough strokes up the front of his cock. Each pass over the bulbous tip, I separate my toes to brush against his frenulum.

I unzip my trousers and sigh as my hard shaft is freed from the confines of my boxers. It’s like a breath of fresh air, and I take a deep inhalation, mimicking the sensation.

It fits perfectly inside my hand as my fingers circle its circumference gently. Lowering my head, I take the rounded top into my mouth