The six most beautiful words
Memoirs of a man who loves women's posteriors
As I knelt behind Sara, my face in her pussy and her juices basting my skin, I wasn’t in the mood for thinking. It’s not ideal, is it, trying to think when you have a gorgeous woman not just naked but revved up, at number ten on her rudeness dial, pushing her nether regions back at you as you lick her beautiful, brazen vagina and drink in that mysterious fluid that flows from her when she’s excited.It’s only now, in retro...