In my area—and I suspect in yours—the local news regularly runs stories of prostitution "stings." In case you are not familiar with them, they work like this: female police officers pose as prostitutes. They may walk a street "known" for prostitution (which in my city means you may find, at most, a dozen down-and-out, drug-addicted women on a busy night, plu...
Dear Children, Within the brain of almost every living American there are dates that are indelibly etched there. Numbers that are as real to us as figures written into a granite stone. We carry these dates with us in our heads until we at last rest under the stones bearing our own final numbers: December 7, 1941. November 22, 1963. April 19, 1995. And now,...
Don walked in the door and gave his wife, Jean, a big, wet hungry kiss. She pressed against him and felt his bulge and she nuzzled his neck, giggling softly. He had her out of her shorts in no time and afterwards, as they toasted their sexual appetites and escapades since knowing each other, Don told her what he had in mind. She looked at him untrusting and...
Elisa was in the kitchen doing the dishes, trying desperately not to think about Nick. "It's illegal for a guy to look like that and to be single! It's Eve tempting Adam, or Adam tempting Eve. He is so very tempting...No! Don't go there. Remember?? No men. They are the problem, not the solution. Just dry the dishes and think of something else", she ordered...
It was already midnight. The Witching Hour had arrived fast this evening, but now that it was here was assuredly in no hurry to be going anywhere as soon it had first came. Alexis was gasping for air, her mind racing, her lips quivering, her heart pounding, her spine shivering, legs shaking, vibrating, toes tingling, her pleasure pulsing and appendages conv...
The limousine leaves you at the entry to your new luxury beachside residence at Peninsula Papagayo in Costa Rice on the morning of your next photo shoot. Working without a crew has been challenging but the background activity has proven to be too distracting to you and your model. But it's given you the flexibility you longer for and has become a great succe...
I got on the night tain, and carried my bag through the narrow corridor. Compartment 5… where was compartment 5? In the far side of the wagon. I managed to open the door, and pushed my bag into the tiny compartment. It had a bunk bed and a wash basin, and a coat-rack. That was it. I muttered a few well chosen words, and put the bag on my bed and opened it. I...
Chapter 1 Getting out of his car, Sean was glad to finally get home. It had been a hectic day at work. The cruisers air conditioner had been on the blitz and all the wanted to do was get into the cool confines of his home and relax. Opening the door to his apartment, he instantly realized that someone else was in the apartment, but who could it be? Hi...
Have you ever looked at a man's arms and just wanted to lick them? The smooth skin on the inside of their lower arms with all those gorgeous veins that move when they write or... My tongue just swells and I feel drool begin to form inside my mouth for all those raised veins make me think of what his cock will look like. Well, I'm a girl, so I can adore thes...
Megan liked to go out dancing, but her boyfriend didn't. He preferred sitting around the apartment smoking dope and painting. So now and then she went out by herself. Something was bound to happen. His paintings actually weren't too bad, and he actually sold some. But she'd long since grown bored with watching him paint. Wouldn't you? She literally put no...