Atlanta Sex Party Continues To Multiple Climaxes
The sex was even better, the connections deeper, and the risks bigger
My name is Anne. So far, I've told you about how Sally and I met those two studs, Greg and Dan, in Vegas, and the start of the house party, if you could call it that. Orgy might be a better description. Now heading home, I struggled to find a comfortable position as I sat down in my window seat about 30 rows to the back of the airplane, settling in for the 9 am flight back to Phoenix from Atlanta. Luckily, I was at least...
