I take over old photographs and fragments of situations in which all these photographs were taken are flying in my mind. Testimony of fleeting moments. Every moment, every moment seems to manCONTINUE TO THE SITE →
It was, as always, her idea to arouse my erotic desire, which in each relationship, without exception, gradually fades over time. I refused to accept this principle. From time to time, therefore,CONTINUE TO THE SITE →
All right, Aliya stammered, and she must have flushed. Shall we go? she asked after a moment of awkward silence. Her driver said nothing, turned the ignition key, and the red carCONTINUE TO THE SITE →
Finally she chose curiosity instead of silent sitting: And there, at your place, how is it going? The dark eyes in the rearview mirror did not express anything specific: I think youCONTINUE TO THE SITE →
Marta was so nervous. She could still think twice about it, but she knew she didn’t want to. There was enough time left, but she couldn’t think of anything she could do.CONTINUE TO THE SITE →
Actually, it wasn’t that difficult. Thong hated it, so she had none. She chose white. Dixie seemed innocent in it, but that’s a good fit for such a welcome occasion, isn’t it?CONTINUE TO THE SITE →
Ariel climbed out of the tub and decided to let her skin breathe and spend the time naked until she left. She had prepared only a light meal, she couldn’t get anyCONTINUE TO THE SITE →
Only when the water was completely cold did Marta stop to get excited by her idea and let out the water. Then she let go of the shower and started shaving herCONTINUE TO THE SITE →
Dixie climbed out of the tub and decided to let her skin breathe and spend the time naked until she left. She had prepared only a light meal, she couldn’t get anyCONTINUE TO THE SITE →
Ariel squeezed her breasts and imagined a huge guy stabbing her on his cock, and she screamed with pleasure as her voice jumped. As he slams his anonymous lover over his faceCONTINUE TO THE SITE →
Marta has calmed down, closed her eyes, and slowly stroked. She imagined that her hands belonged to someone else, someone else … The idea of ??impersonal sex she loved. She wouldn’t haveCONTINUE TO THE SITE →
Dixie finished reading the letter and somehow fell limp on the kitchen chair. She wasn’t sure what she was feeling. There was a storm of emotion in her head. None of themCONTINUE TO THE SITE →