“You didn’t tell me your friend’s place was…” I trailed off, looking around the massive marble-tiled entryway. I think my first apartment was smaller. Than the entryway. “I know.” You smiled at me, that same wicked smile that always made me melt. “It’s massive. And it’s all ours until she gets back from Japan tomorrow….
Author: Rori Sweet
One Last Time
This post was originally published on my previous blog. I like to be undressed slowly, carefully, my shirt peeled off, my jeans unbuttoned and wiggled down my legs, my overflowing bra unclasped and pulled away to reveal already hard nipples. And my panties…I like when my lover lays me down, grabs my hips, and slowly…
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This post was originally published on my previous blog. There are few men who “get to me.” Sure, I lust. I even love. But only the rare beast captivates me, making me daydream even when he’s not there. And I couldn’t stop daydreaming about D. You need to cool off, I told myself, rising from…