The erotic adventures of a South Seas sexpot

“OH, SHIT!!” Susana pushed at Peter’s chest, bucked her hips in a futile attempt to throw him off. She hadn’t heard the car — not surprising in view of the crashing intensity of the orgasm from which she had only just recovered — but in the afterglow she heard the “snick” of her husband’s key […]

Chained, whipped librarians 2.

Jim Carver’s cock swelled fucking-hard again in less time than either of them had dared hope. Letha purred and cooed. She hadn’t lost her touch in three long and lonely years of widowhood. Ellen looked aghast. She’d never seen her husband’s great cock so long and throbbing hard. Sight of its fierce surging strength repulsed […]

Manly massage

Bachchu’s fingers slowly approached my neck. I was wearing a mangalsutra (a kind of gold necklace with black beads – a sign of married Indian ladies) and perhaps that was causing a bit of hindrance to his massage. He asked me if I would remove my mangalsutra. Unlike other Indian ladies, I am free from […]

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