Gentle slide Easing forward Expanding my horizon
Having read this and recently watched Fury, this has been on my mind. I have no experience with war so I know my writing is lacking, but this demanded a voice so take it at face value. Special thank you to an amazing proofreader who kept me on track with my war history. Thank you …
Darn my site and not playing the gifs! Go see Kayla and this week’s offerings. God, I need to cum. I’m right there on the edge. Wet and thinking of you. Thinking of your cock sliding between my fingers and deep, sooo deep, inside me. My thighs part more, my hips lift off the sheets …
I miss public transit sometimes. An old one for you There’s a weird sort of detached intimacy on the train. Few instances require such long periods of closeness with complete strangers. Eyes pretending to stare into space as you absorb the body heat of the person next to you. A thigh pressed to yours, a …
Unedited sketch His stomach dropped as her words registered. Bile surged up in his throat, but he swallowed it down and met her eyes. The resignation in her gaze nearly unmanned him. “Why are you just telling me this?” It was impossible to keep his voice from cracking as he spoke. Pain rippled across her …
Let’s turn the tables I’ll teach you What it feels like To be the one Who gets Fucked
Something else a little old. The sound of metal rattling drew his eyes back to the bed. Her pink skin beneath the metal handcuffs brought a smile to his face. She was definitely agitated. A wave of perverse satisfaction rose up, tightening his cock as he took in her obvious frustration at her position. …
Chipped black polish Screaming about no regrets And one night stands And another round with him More like smeared mascara On eyes and sheets Mixing with the evidence of sex You can smell on me I’m a good girl A good time girl Putting nail marks in your back So you’ll leave baggage for my …
Mmm, time to play. Something old and flowery. Warm wetness closed around her nipple, sending her into a spin. She clung to the edge of the table, her nails leaving crescent shapes in the leather as she fought to right her world. “Oh,” she breathed out as he sucked harder. The sensation, sharp and electric, …