“I think he’s alone,” I thought to myself as I sat at my kitchen table rubbing my cock through my...
“I think he’s alone,” I thought to myself as I sat at my kitchen table rubbing my cock through my...
It was only Monday afternoon and already it felt as if I had been running since the day began. It...
Author’s note: Chapter 3 is a continuation of 1 and 2. I recommend reading them first, but if you did...
Their meal wrapped up, their after-dessert coffees went cold as they talked and worked around what they may have wanted...