My apartment in Berlin is pretty typical, with very high ceilings, hardwood floors, and a small awkward kitchen. Actually, these days it’s maybe less than typical because no one actually lives there full-time. Stefan moved out to the countryside and I moved back to the US, so anything that makes a home a home is…
Tag: sex swing
I Touch – His lips touch my temple, gently, soothingly. His hand spreads across my naked hip. Sound – His evil laugh as he asks, “What do we do to you tonight? That swing looks inviting, no?” “I don’t know, you know I leave that to you, but the swing does look interesting.” I reply….