“They say there are monsters out here.” He pushed a branch out of the way, barely holding it for her before continuing on. “Some big, hideous creatures. Trolls or ogres or something that liked to kidnap and eat people.” Samantha rolled her eyes at Matt. If he was trying to scare her, he was doing …
I wanted to call this misbehaving masturbator. – Home in five. She didn’t think she could wait that long. Her cunt ached. Rolling to her belly, she squeezed her breast before jamming her hand between her thighs. The tease of a long day could be felt in the heat and wetness that met her fingers. …
She wore the dress he liked, low in the front and the back. Her thigh peeked out of the long slit when she took a step. He couldn’t help the way his eyes slid down the line of her body. He never could help himself and time hadn’t changed that at all. He stood to …
Quickie. She hopped up on his desk, sitting on his documents as she made herself comfortable. He’d just make her to move his computer before she’d sat. “Mr. K. It’s lunchtime, innit?” Pinching the bridge of his nose, he drew in a breath. “Sarah, what did I tell you about coming in to the office …
“Can you be quiet for me?” His cock slid deep into her cunt and she barely held back her cry. The way he spooned around her, lifting her leg to drape it over his thigh. She covered her mouth as he inched in a little deeper. Fuck, that felt good. “Don’t want the kids to …
“Finders, keepers. Losers, weepers.” “For fuck sake, are you twelve? Give me back my underwear.” He moved out of the way when she tried to reach for the tiny red scrape of fabric she claimed was underwear. She made a noise and grasped at them again, her body pressed into his. He kept them enough …
Struggle to get back into the groove of writing. So I’ll keep this one shortish. “Time to play.” He said it and she felt the change come over her. Without being asked, she grabbed her collar, ears, and tail plug after stripping off her clothes. She brought him everything and then knelt in front of …
Playing catch up. JH was hunched over his journal, scribbling quickly as Annika served his afternoon tea. He ignored her as she sat a cup on a saucer and poured the oolong and added a cube of sugar. She added a scone and topped it with clotted cream before exiting his office as quietly as …
Catch up. I’ve been lazy and forgetting the A to Z logo. Hansel lost his sister at the fork. They’d walked this path frequently over the last nineteen years and yet she always managed to get lost. It’s why he came with her this time, so she wouldn’t get lost as the weather changed. Retracing …
I’ll circle back to H. Hopefully? Anyway, a little close to home, this one. – The mirror was never forgiving. She felt… “Fuck. I look terrible.” He looked up from his computer. His eyes slid from her hair up in a loose ponytail, down her body clad in a summer dress that clung to her …