My stockings match my shoes, well not my stocking but the little bow on ...
All evening she’d been flirting. Holding my gaze just that bit too long, running ...
Have I mentioned that I want you? Did you hear me whisper it the ...
“Pull down your dress” His cock throbs in my mouth. I hear him but ...
“Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly… ran through ...
“Show me how you like it” he says He is reclined in the chair ...
In the night I reach for it, drawing it under the covers with me ...
She knew she shouldn’t. If anyone saw her there would be hell to pay. ...
In the corner of an English garden beneath the summer blooms lays a woman ...
He loved her ass Whether cased in red satin, or white lace, or framed ...
She dreams of the soft brush of his breath against her skin. At night ...
