Category: Ephemera
Predicament
“Don’t tell me you’ve gone shy now,” she smiled and patted her palm with the heavy wooden paddle. “Shall we just cuddle instead?” His eyes lit up at the prospect of cuddling but the way his cock twitched as she …
That time you fucked me by the river in the fog
We left our friends at the pub, excusing ourselves before the small party began to grow or relocate to another venue. After long goodbyes, (why can’t people just say goodnight when tipsy?), squaring our bill and making sure the birthday …
I Want You In the Morning
I’m hitting two memes in one with this post on morning sex: Kink of the Week and Quote Quest.