That's misleading. It should read: 'how to capture a song'. A song is not something you manufacture, it's something that happens, sort of like a little literary fart, seeping out at the most inopportune time. Your literary fart might bubble up while you're in the bath, or driving to work, or perhaps while waking up in the morning. You'll roll over, open your...
Kats: Long time friend, 25 years old, petite, cute, freckled and overall nice person. What people don't know however, is that she can suck a mean dick. With passion. That's right, this lassy gave me a blowjob. And not your average brains. This was a blowjob for the ages. It all started at her house out in this little town in the countryside. She had just...
I throw you up against the wall, and grab you by your throat, pressing myself against you. I growl into your ear, "I'm going to fuck your slutty cunt so hard you won't be able to walk straight for days. No need to thank me, I know it's what a dirty whore like you wants." You whimper, your eyes pleading with me. I rip your shirt and bra off roughly, holding y...
They were standing in her living room. She with her arms crossed over her chest, obviously irritated. His manner was as relaxed and outwardly calm as usual. "You realize that you've been pushing me, don't you? Are you sure you can handle the consequences of your actions?" He crossed to the couch, sat down and relaxed against the back. Slapping her hands on...
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Standing in the barn, I noticed as the boss's daughter walked in, that air of arrogance about her, like she owned the place; and she almost did. For the past few days she had really tried my patience, picking up on every little thing I did, seeming to take a deliberate and an almost perverse delight in criticising and correcting me in everything action I too...
The door announced your arrival with an angry crash. The tension radiated off of you so thick that my smile disappeared before I could look you fully in the eye. No words had to be exchanged for you to tell me the naughty pictures I uploaded online had stumbled into your lap. You watch me gulp and begin an apology, cutting me off with a smack, stingy red a...
My wife Sandra got big after our third child. That was okay, what it lacked when she tried to dress up in her slinky old cocktail dresses (and I had to duck the flying buttons) it made up in bed, where it was fun to roll around with her and feel her heaving huge breasts, her soft rounded tummy, her broad moony ass. That's what we were doing one night as I wa...
Dirty sex or is that really dirty sex? The difference to be honest, is often nothing more than a Johnson and Johnson wipe. With tensions high, lust in the air, it's so easy to forget the most basic of hygiene tricks that can really prevent putting a damper on good clean sex. It maybe curiosity or pure voyeurism that has led me to delved into the inner world...
This is a true Halloween story, so please don't hold against me any lack of ghosts or vampires. I'm the only vamp, and my MASTER Scott felt way too hard to be made of ectoplasm. ;-) There are skeletons in the treat scene, but they're just symbols of our love enduring beyond the grave. The truly haunting moral is how our own spirits manifest as angels or demo...