When I arrived home, my boyfriend was waiting for me in the living room with eagerness in his soul.

Before I had a chance to set down my briefcase or remove my jacket, he had his arms firmly around me and his lips upon mine. How could I be so lucky as to find a man to greet me in this manner?

All the day’s stress fell from my shoulders. His passionate hunger fired up my whole being. We melted into one another and forgot time. He transported me into another realm, as he always does.

His kisses made my juices flow and my inner thighs burn with longing. Our love dance was about to begin. He placed an afghan on the low coffee table before he sat me down upon it. Telling me to lie back and enjoy the ride, he raised my skirt so he could attend to my warm and moist love nest, but first he had to remove... Read More