It's the final leg of our band's concert tour before disbanding. I will miss every rehearsal and gig with them, even if I'm only the new bassist. Vanessa's vocalization practices on my pussy, Jacob's fine-tuning of my nipples, if not strumming inside my k...
Other than my husband’s dried cum all over my ass, I was only wearing a thin, cream-colored dress. The soft, late-spring breeze wafted through my open windows as I cleaned, bringing the music from across the street along with it. Bobby Crenshaw’s band, Da...
Abigail acquired a used car and then stopped at a shop and purchased a cell phone. The attendant had showed her an entire wall of technological wonders, way too complicated for her impatient simplistic mind to grapple with. She’d walked out with a small w...
