Aching For A Hand At Home

“Fuck!” I moaned as the tip of the strapon was pressed to my lower lips. “Yes!”
She teased me for a few excruciatingly blissful seconds before her tongue snaked its way down to my slit. Sex video But the grin fell from my lips as soon as something grabbed my wrist. Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. She licked. Author’s Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. But not this time. She didn’t even seem to be alive. The part that thinks of sex every second of every day. Only a few feet stood between us.

Aching For A Hand At Home

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