Elwyn sweated as he talked to the prospect on the phone. He could feel Glenda's eyes on him. His butt still ached from her earlier interview with him. "Hello? Mr. Sykes this is Elwyn Stokes from "Washington Politics magazine. We noticed you dropped your subscription—" He looked up at Glenda, who frowned even more right back at him. Elwyn thought of he...
I catch my breath; I gulp and slurp down speedily and hastily sharp intakes of active, cracking, and headlong breaths. He necks and snogs and canoodles and pecks me all the more faster and delightfully and enjoyably, beating and knocking seven bells of bliss and delectation out of my pussy below with his lengthy, hulking, spectacular, and strenuous fingers—a...
I cannot draw in or gasp out any scanty, insubstantial breath or puff as I relapse and sink myself down the steaming, heated water of the Jacuzzi or sauna that I am bathing and taking a dip in. Water tears and hums and whirs all about me, damping and moistening my eyes as I snap and break them up open all at once and in an instant like a fleet, brisk, and qu...
I don't know what makes women go cock crazy. Some fuck a guy at work or get infatuated with a neighbor. Some women would go to a bar and just find a guy to fuck Maybe just fuck a couple of guys and be done with it. The husband doesn't know and everything is fine. My wife told me her sister Joanie was like that. I mean pick up a stranger and fuck him. Go ho...
Stian Elberd and I myself—Ragnhild Ascwin—are departing off for a hush-hush and not-communal picnic at some far away seaside and seashore. By hush-hush, I denote that it is going to be the two of us alone and not more than that. Yes. We are going to gobble batches and assortments of delicious and lip-smacking food and more outstandingly and significantly hav...
Women his age didn't arouse Severin. He laughed at the calumny which would box his ears if he ever stated that among a crowd of females who shared his vintage years. The truth is prized until it becomes painful. Severin was in his early 50s. Single still. Single apparently for the rest of his life. The only woman he ever considered pledging troth and excha...
Traditionally southern springs are humid with blustery winds, a lot of warm rain showers, and an abundance of budding plants awaiting nature's signal to bloom. One such March, we were all treated to what can only be described as a winter hurricane. That Friday in the early afternoon the gray clouds began to form and build. The winds escalated and howled as...
Some university days back when we first came face to face... Like lightning, I—Laurente Stian Elberd—go out of breath the instant my eyes glimpse and notice her. She is attractive; no more than in the springtime of her life, and decent-looking, and knowledgeable and perspicacious likewise. Her hair is an aglow and lustrous brown, her eyes a shining and glin...
Jenni Giles left the publisher's executive meeting on a big high. What she'd wanted had happened and she'd been given the key to unlock her future. She sucked in air. Right, she thought. She was setting a very tight schedule to achieve an near-impossible dream of launching her own magazine but by God she and her team would achieve it. "Yippee!" She pu...
After three days of the sales conference, Steve was sick. Sick of giant pieces of paper stuck to the wall covered with vague, ridiculous words regarding goals and mission, sick of pointless team building exercise but mostly sick of long evenings spent with amateur drinkers who felt free to let loose, particularly since they were far away from home in the Fre...