
Comment no.253 posted by Kylie: They were just making furtive glances at one another. He stopped stroking.
Comment no.254 posted by Julian: I brought them to the table, fetched the silver sugar bowl and creamer, and asked, Do you take cream in your coffee, Grant? No, just black. God he was so close to me I could smell him.
Comment no.255 posted by Matthew: he said. I would be on my knees, face down on the mattress, with my hands reaching back between my legs to hold my ass open for him.