RazedGlory68

I love dressing for my man, Terry. When he grips my legs through the stockings I wear I feel dirty, slutty, and oh so loved. The way he lifts my frilly negligee and peppers my stomach and thighs with wet, meaty kisses always makes me leak through my panties. He licks my moist clitty through the fabr... Read full Story

He twirled around his finger a tattered piece of cloth, It was grimy and faded, the color of the sky when the sun is hidden from view by heavy, festering clouds - pregnant with cleansing tears. As he smiled at me I caught a spark from his lower set of teeth, the upper lip he intentionally curled dow... Read full Story

The frail, skinny boy who sat sleepy-eyed on the bed before me gingerly pulled the hem of his bright orange top an inch or so lower to cover the lean, white meat of his belly. His long, shaven legs dangled in opposite directions off the foot of the bed. He wore striped knee socks, navy blue and red,... Read full Story

I couldn't believe my luck. Just came home from a long day at work and wanted nothing more than to unwind. Alone. Get my thoughts together, shower, and have a nap. I then noticed my trash bin was getting full and said "Fuck it!". Might as well take it down now and be done with it. After to... Read full Story