Kat stretched out and saw Andrew was still asleep, she began her morning alarm ritual. Crawling down she began licking his cock. He sighed, "Good morning pet." Acknowledging him with her eyes she continued getting him hard. "Keep going." It did not take long as he squirted out on her face. She then flipped over, presenting her ass. "Not yet." Kat pout...
Song's arms were bound over her head by her wrists to a rafter of the drafty log cabin. he old rope was thick and fraying and rough on her skin. The feeling intensified the rest of her senses. Being bound made her mind go places that she did not want it going, and the pain made that even that much more delicious. She hated that her pussy reacted the way that...
Linda Lombardi breezes into the office, her steely look not easy to read and, as normal, leaves a trail of busy-ness and nervous energy in the team around her. She removes her coat leaving it, as always, on her PAs desk without any words but for her to hang up properly on the hanger in the wardrobe by her office door. I love watching her; she is so elegant...
"Jesus, Spider, what a freak you are." Millisande snorted as she watched her poor husband strutting uncomfortably across the bedroom. She stepped up to the big man in the little pink frock and she twisted his right nipple, watching with pleasure as he winced. "Millie, please, it hurts." "It should hurt, a little bitch faggot like you needs a little hurtin...
Pria works the room expertly, flattering egos and indulging the art gallery's wealthy donors. It's the opening night of a major retrospective show; the press and TV are out in force, their coverage welcome - these days exhibitions are as much about ensuring footfall as nurturing talent. And should she walk in an overly stiff and slow manner, well, chances...
Auden shook hands with his manager. "It was a great crowd tonight, Auden." Hal said. "Remember, you have to meet with Tusselbaum for the scoring tomorrow. You have composed-" "Yes, of course. Don't worry about it, Hal." Auden was thrilled to be doing the music for an actual movie. He enjoyed his work with the Buttermilk Falls Philharmonic and the CDs he'd...
The two of them had met nearly four months ago during a networking event. She was one of the people running the event. Her body had caught his eye, at first. Long, smooth legs clad in black stockings. A short skirt, just shy of being at a professional length. The tight, white blouse that left little to the imagination. Her blue eyes, hidden behind a pair of...
The next three days felt like the longest of his life. Each night, he would start talking to Juliet on the phone at 7 PM. By the time 8 PM rolled around, he would be naked on his bed, edging his cock. His voice was weak and hers was strong. It seemed like she was taking great joy in keeping him at the edge of sexual relief for hours each night. As their nig...
He returned to work on Monday morning, sore in ways that he had never even thought possible. Juliet's introduction to new pleasures had made him feel like a new man. Albeit, one with a sore backside and legs that felt like gelatin. Not once throughout the weekend though did he penetrate Juliet. It had always been the other way around. It really didn't occur...
Dear Shoeblossom In a salute to your "Taped Confessions" I am not going to tell you whether I'm Bree or Vanessa, I'll just let you guess. A Minnesota Farm Girl "Hey, Bree, it's Vanessa!" "Ness! How's it going? That was freakin' weird, yesterday. How much is that bitch going to take?" "I think I'm going to have to give up on Boomer, Bree. He and Tremain...