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Sensuality Stories

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Was

Afterglow.

Sometimes, I was your tyger, Pounding obscene, greedy pleas from your hot, clean mouth. Sometimes, I was your guilty lover, Stealing hard groans from your slick depths. Sometimes, I was your appointed tormentor, Imagining your tender cunt crying tears of...

A Blast From The Past...

Our youth revisited...

A. The Prologue. 1. Simon's Backstory. I am driving back to my old home town, where I have been invited to a party. In fact it is a 'wake' for an old Irish friend, named Finnegan; I know he would have wanted us all to have a great party in his honour. I h...