Make Out at the Make Out Room
The night of flirting was highly successful. Those martinis sure get me going. The night was mostly spent on the dance floor to 60s soul, where I danced with all the cute boys, got my ass held and grabbed on the dance floor. I too may have done my fair share of grabbing on the [...]
The Communist Manifesto
Because I am too busy pleasing a fat persistently hard cock, I am pulling a post from the deep storage, the archive, the vaults, the closed stacks. Now I must get back to the cock, to my spread thighs, to the man lapping at my pussy–keeping me in persistent soak, and back to the cock [...]
Gravitational Pull
Good Morning, Whew–what a week. Technological bouts of road rage, my mind for some reason has been in a state of disorientation and on top of this, a summer one night/weekend stand has come back to bite me in the ass, and not in a good way. This is just all part of the game, [...]
