Vineyard

‘I feel it,’ she whispered, her voice rasping from the ache that was throbbing everywhere, but nowhere more than where his cock pressed through the layers between them. She kept her gaze on his mouth[…]

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Bosy love

When I first met Mitchell, he told me he would like to fulfill a bondage fantasy and asked me to write one for him. He provided me with one from his view point, but MY[…]

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Gray rock 1

The phone continued to ring. The large piles of blankets shifted but only a little. The ringing phone seemed to get louder and louder. Finally the blankets would move and a hand would slide out[…]

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Time off

The young intern sat by himself in one corner of the coffee shop. He had learned about medicine, but more importantly, he had learned something about life. “You look like shit, Ben.” He continued with[…]

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"sweaty" part 1

/> by Julius Copyright 2005 Mitzi rang the bell. Nobody answered, so she opened the screen door and rapped with her knuckles. The door swung open a couple of inches. Blowing a drop of sweat[…]

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