“Holy fuck, Brad, just do it harder already! I can’t wait any longer!” Victoria cried out. Brad readjusted to achieve the perfect angle, “I’m trying my best, sheesh! It’s just so juicy in there. Good things come to those who wait…” Victoria rolled her eyes, “That’s the saying your mother always tells you! Hurry up, it’s almost there.” “Don’t bring my mother into this, you’re going to distract me,” he fixed his grip, “Is t...
All through February, Emma and Donald are in their own wonderful bubble. They become more and more in tune with each other, leaving the rest of the world behind. Valentine’s Day, they are in bed all day, leaving only to get drinks or food to enjoy together and play with. The whipped cream that Donald squirts up Emma to lick away sends spasms through her, and feeling the butterscotch harden over his glans and shaft befo...
They rode in silence back to the house. Stone was trying to wrap his brain around the last hour of his life while Nikki stared out the window with a vacant smirk. Her hand rested on her upper thigh, deceptively delicate fingers surreptitiously digging against the shape of her mound as it pushed against her jeans.He knew she felt him thinking about her. He could practically smell it rising off her skin. He kept searching f...
I grew up in Greenville, South Carolina during the 1970s and 1980s, and still live here with my high school sweetheart and wife, Gwendolyn. My upbringing was very conservative, and now at fifty-three years old, I’m sometimes amazed at the transition I’ve made in my views and actions towards bisexuality and homosexuality. The Deep South’s conservative religious heritage always preaches against homosexuality, which has cont...
