As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the tranquil lakefront, Jack couldn’t help but notice the woman walking towards him. Her hips swayed with each step, her DD breasts barely contained in her tight tank…
My lace. Your weakness. My rules. Worship me in silence or suffer the tease and be denied.
I wasn’t supposed to be a horny Cheating Girlfriend I had just gotten home from a night out with the girls — or at least that’s what I told him. Lipstick still smudged, thighs sore, heels in my hand… you…
The Art of Pleasing a Woman | Ebony Rivers The Art of Pleasing a Woman You don’t learn how to please a woman from a magazine. Or a friend. Or porn. You learn by being in the presence of a…
John’s Story It was a hot summer afternoon when I first laid eyes on Birdie, the new English teacher at the prestigious all-boys school where I worked as a janitor. She was a striking woman, with Blue-black hair that cascaded…
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the tranquil lakefront, Jack couldn’t help but notice the woman walking towards him. Her hips swayed with each step, her DD breasts barely contained in her tight tank…
My lace. Your weakness. My rules. Worship me in silence or suffer the tease and be denied.
I wasn’t supposed to be a horny Cheating Girlfriend I had just gotten home from a night out with the girls — or at least that’s what I told him. Lipstick still smudged, thighs sore, heels in my hand… you…
The Art of Pleasing a Woman | Ebony Rivers The Art of Pleasing a Woman You don’t learn how to please a woman from a magazine. Or a friend. Or porn. You learn by being in the presence of a…
John’s Story It was a hot summer afternoon when I first laid eyes on Birdie, the new English teacher at the prestigious all-boys school where I worked as a janitor. She was a striking woman, with Blue-black hair that cascaded…