“How do I look?” Jen leaned in and my heart skipped. Even bloodshot, her green eyes made my knees tremble. She brought her cigarette to her mouth and sucked in the flame of my match. The tobacco burned and the paper turned black as her bobbed, raven hair. I shivered as a wintry gust extinguished the match. “Good,” I responded before thinking. It was the truth though, I had been infatuated with her since she became best fr...

‘Sage’ smiled proudly as Maxwell shot his sixth load of the evening across her back. She felt the hot mess all the way up to the back of her neck, an impressive distance at this juncture. Her fingers danced about her clit, prolonging her satisfaction. He dropped to his elbows and rested his body, pressed her against the desk. Red panted, his shaky breath on the back of her neck. “God, I never cum like that with my wife.”...

“Fuck, please! I need it!” Sage had been dripping wet. Her cheeks flushed and her damp hair hung down over her face. She leaned her forehead against the tile and used both hands to coerce something more than the pittance of an orgasm that had disappointingly come and gone with little fanfare. “No, no, no… please… Don’t be done already! Don’t… fuck!” She tried for another minute using her fingers and the small bullet vibra...