The rings It was a couple hour drive back from the hotel near the coast. It had been a fun little impromptu get away with my lover. I felt her moving uneasily in her seat. “Are you okay?” I asked, genuinely concerned. “Just a little sore..” she said with a smile. “…and I love it! My husband isn’t anywhere near as big as you, or lasts as long. My poor vagina has been beaten all weekend. And I’m very grateful!” “It’s a pity...
Dear Sir I am wide awake and unable to get to sleep. I am imagining being in your bed Sir, naked, just as you like me. My nipples are erect, my breasts swollen, hard to the touch. My legs are parted slightly, my pink pussy lips just visible. You start to kiss me Sir, starting at my mouth and slowly working your way down my neck, to where it meets my shoulder...I feel your lips graze my skin and I feel butterflies forming...
Driving to the motel my minds racing at all the possibilities, I’m excited and hungry for all the cocks I’ll be pleasing. They don’t have a clue what I look like but I’m not worried about that I know that regardless of their physical expectations my mouth has never let me down! I arrive and as I get out of my car I wonder if anyone has arrived early and is watching me from their car... The thought of that gives me a sudde...
