Marisa lay on the bed. A shear scarf covered her eyes, not blinding her only obscuring her vision. She could see Vaughn's distorted silhouette hovering over her like an archangel of sexual pleasure. She could only imagine what he planned for this afternoon. In the past months he had taken her...
I am devouring my daily dose of denial
Licking its sticky sweet nectar from the tips of my out reached fingers
The thoughts of what I want don't linger long
At least not long enough to quench my thirst for nor quell the hunger pangs that scream out from deep down
I want to speak my...
My bad
I guess I should probably read the forum rules huh? Sorry about that. And guess this also answers my question about who doesn't like a like a little erotica? lol
Dear you,
I can feel your hand slowly searching for my manhood. Its massaging the lump that is steadily growing between my legs and beneath my silk pajamas. You slowly start to remove my pajama bottoms by tugging at their crotch. Your hands brush down my hips then my thighs as you free me...
He stood in the foyer and anxiously twisted one of his shoulder length locs. His mind raced with thoughts. He’d been looking forward to this trip for what seemed like a lifetime. But now that lifetime was ending and it felt like he was being born anew. He would soon be on his way to the airport...
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