I'm an old hand at erotic stories, though what I write is really more silly pornography. I'm no anaais nin. Oh, and yes those are mine, yes htey are real, and no you may not hook them up to an elaborate milking apperatus for your sadistic pleasures. I do not want to chance my face being associated with my little double-life here. But if you want to hear my voice, check out my audio work, here, or you can write me for visuals (fan art of my stories, not visuals of me, boys) at
Interests Writing, Reading, anything but arithmatic. Cardio-Kickboxing, high cuisine, partying, lots more.
Favorite Books White Teeth by Zadie Smith, The Scarlett Letter by Nathanial Hawthorne, Poetry by Margaret Atwood.
Before I could see it, I could feel it between my tits, the ripple of motion traveling up his huge shaft, making his cum-channel bulge out against my sternum as it rose like the magma from a boiling volcano. I was making the mistake of looking right at it...
