In pain, Luna let go of her boyfriend’s cock. She grabbed her wrist and flexed her numb fingers with a sick grimace. How could he stand it? She felt enormous relief when the blood flowed through the veins in her hand once again. Sitting on her heels, between his stretched-out legs, and bent over his pelvis she had been stroking as if her life depended on it, that gnarled prick. She had used every ounce of energy from her...

Jimi, Chapter 2. The tekoki championships, 01 By the end of the summer term, Luna had left Britton High for a two-month Spanish course in Chile. She was excited to finally meet in person her longtime pen-pal Gabriel. In contrast, I was depressed with the prospect of losing our hand-play sessions, and depression gave me enough bravery to visit the new mega-sex shop recently opened in the Docklands area. Might there be a fe...