Julie trusts him, likes him a lot, but doesn't love him. He is always gentle, caring and considerate with her. Above all else, she trusts his cock inside her when they're fucking for the camera. After they finish fucking, she always thanks him, kisses his...
Watching him lock the door, Laura was already unbuttoning her dress, knowing that would be the first thing the boss would demand. Among the many items of waste in this storage space, there were convenient broken chairs, scratched tables, a split armchair...
Before the passion begins. Eyes dark, eyes light, share Unnamed hopes, and heartfelt promise Of raptures to be given And received Before the passion begins So familiar, the hair, the cheeks, the sway Of her walk, the swagger of his. Her lips that pout t...
In slumber grew oh Frosty grand,All sturdy frozen, best in land,Each dream anew this gent would stand,Then fade from view, his sleep renewed,Awaiting rebirth at master’s hand.All playful he, a freeze to keep,In nature’s grip with ease he’ll slip,The deep...
I built a poem from Lego bricks Perfection! Not a hole to fix Each room I filled with emptiness Each plastic rhyme with hopelessness * Hey, lover! (who builds poems from sticks) I built a poem from Lego bricks He read, his face - a doleful mask - Proclaim...
One Sunday at the nudist beach. As it was habitual, every Sundays we did the same thing over and over, and this time was not the exception of the rule: we got up early to have breakfast, picked up our stuff and packed everything we'd need in a bag: towe...
