He is tired. I have been fucking his mouth for the last hour. I smell myself on him as I lean in closer, my juices still glistening on his day old stubble. His eyes are half shut, and his cock lies resting peacefully in a pool of cum against his stomach,...

Soho is my favourite part of London. I can sit for hours outside a cafe, people watching. The eclectic mix of the passers-by – the tourists; the elderly couples on their way home from the matinee, and the subtle shift as the sun goes down. The trannies to...

It is the first time we have been away together. A few days in a new city, a chance to explore each other outside of the stresses and distractions of our everyday lives. Yesterday was perfect - a long train journey, a couple of glasses of Champagne, the s...