Flash Friday No. 27 — Santa Muerte
STONE COLD She wrapped her fingers around my erection and began to move her hands up and down. She looked sad, or maybe just disinterested. She didn’t say a word … Continue reading
Sexy Predicument
Sexy Predicument “What the fuck!!! These doors are sticky?” “I just painted them, sorry.” “Dammit, I wanted to be sexy for you.” “You’re always sexy for me, esspecially when dressed … Continue reading