Icing Stories

And they’re at it again. Every fucking Tuesday it’s the same. Once his wife leaves, he scurries to set up the kitchen. Then the mistress arrives; passion burning in her eyes. Something about using her hands in mechanical ways lights her with a sugar-fever pitch. Powdering her own tits then kneading them while he laps her cherry-like nipples. For him, it’s apparent that getting dirty is the kink. Dipping the head of his co...