When she leaned forward, I expected a few kind words followed by excuses to leave. But instead she tilted her head and placed her lips lightly upon mine.
Love is love.
As their mouths opened to each other, he caught the scent of sex still lingering on his lover’s skin, mixed with a dark cologne of midnight and exotic heat.
I brushed his toned abs with a finger, watching the way the afternoon sun through the Venetian blind chopped his body: light, dark, light, dark.
I noticed her pupils dilate, her breasts rising and falling with each breath…
An erotic tale of lesbian spies.
Sissy shifted down onto her knees, closed her eyes and bared her throat, while Eric dug his fingers into her soft, blonde hair.
A swinging professional hits the town with a colleague, hoping for more than just drinks.
When she slipped away, she knew he would follow.