“I looked down at her once more. I should, I thought, say something. Warn her. But I couldn’t seem to find the words. And then I was coming.”
A short story about receiving a blowjob in a parked car.
“I looked down at her once more. I should, I thought, say something. Warn her. But I couldn’t seem to find the words. And then I was coming.”
A short story about receiving a blowjob in a parked car.
“She rises from between his legs with a mouth full of his come, satiny slick on her tongue…”
A vignette about learning to drool more freely.