When I arrive at his flat, my Sex Scienstist is in the tub, his long lean body stretched out relaxing in the hot water, playing a trivia game on his phone- he’s winning of course. I settle into his flat, drop the food I brought in the kitchen, strip down to my panties, and go…
Tag: squirting
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….
This is the final installment in this series. The first three of these stories are linked at the end. ********** I was still panting from the last orgasm when he reached up onto the back of the couch and picked the thick clear dildo for our next experiment. He grabbed a condom and wrapped it…