Broken Promises

What they both agreed on is that they both loved the spontaneous grabbing of the ass while running errands at the house and in public while no one was looking. The lost look in her eyes after a long passionate kiss. The bite marks at weird places from the spasms and my aching wrist from the death grip between her thighs.


Every time he lay there in his nude lonesome after she went to clean up, he wondered if he could do anything to change the situation. Deep down inside he knew he'd never fall in love with anyone else. No proxy girlfriend could ever fill the big shoes she stepped out of as she walked right out of his life.

Pain, Pleasure and Everything in Between (Part 2)

(cont'd) I undid her zipper gently and there was little objection. The dress dropped to her ankles revealing the girls and her magnificently chiseled body. I often wondered silently to myself if they made them like that anymore. While I was adoring her frame, she subtly undid my belt and zipper and I subconsciously walked …

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