The Good Wife
“Damn, you’re so wet,” Luke says to her. I smile and go back to cleaning. They’ve got this covered.
I am the author of that which You didn't before know you needed. I possess words and curves And am unafraid to wield both.
“Damn, you’re so wet,” Luke says to her. I smile and go back to cleaning. They’ve got this covered.
There are many parts of a woman’s body that cultivate desire: the mouth – so capable of bestowing pleasure, delicate breasts, peaked nipples, the curve of an ass, and obviously the moist folds of a pussy. But have you ever considered just how enticing a pair of eyes can be? Of all the body, eyes have the strongest voice.
He moaned in anticipation as I rubbed just the tips of my fingers up and down his shaft a couple of times. Then, I slowly lowered my face down to taste him, mouth open, taking him in, delighting in the sounds of pleasure I was giving to his body.
So, reader/viewer, what do you assume about me based on these photos. What label would you slap across my own ass, so shamelessly prostrated across your own screen, this “altar of fornication” as I’m sure some might call my site.
There was a moment when she had struck a certain pose that I knew I couldn’t wait another minute to take her. Her full mane had trailed down, obscuring her back. Her body, filthy and covered in sand, looked as wild and free as the rocks and leaves behind her.
Do you really know the true nature of a woman? If you ever saw her, free and in her true form, you would stand in reverence.
What does this little red dress say to you? A touch of sophisticated mixed with a touch of if you took me to bed, I’d blow your fucking mind.
“Mitch is having a shitty day working from home, but it turns around real quick when his married and aloof occasional lover seeks him out for pleasure.” ~ This story also includes some sexy pictures intermingled with the text. I hope you enjoy. 😉