Coming home, the steel balls inside of her, and the banter back and forth over the phone have made her absolutely wanton for sex. Her crotch is wet, not damp, wet. Her crotch is hot for her man, and she is ready to be taken by him, possessed by him-ready to have her world rocked. She clambers out of the car, rushes to the bedroom, flings open the door, only to find an empty room, and an empty bed. She frowns. Then the lights go out and its pitch black. Startled she turns around, and there he is, her silent warrior. All she can make out is his silhouette in the doorframe, and a glint of light… Pročitajte više

With the morning sun peaking through the shades, a man wakes happily pressed firmly between his woman's cheeks, the air from the fan cool over their naked skin. Slowly, he leans in and presses his nose into her scalp to smell her hair, drawing in a deep breath, he exhales and lips part to kiss the pale skin of her bare shoulder. His fingertips trace along her spine, riding the curves up to her shoulder blade. Running the nail of his thumb across the blade, over her shoulder and down her arm, watching goosebumps rise and making her shudder and sigh in her sleep. Tracing backwards, he pushes him… Pročitajte više