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  1. Touch

    words this time, only a nod. I cup his cheek and pull his face to my breast. He’s like a ragdoll in my ... same appreciation. His trail follows between my breasts and up my sides, and into the erogenous corners ... head from the cleft of my thighs, and cup his cheek. It’s been a week since his last shave, and the ...

    - 2018/05/09 - 8:19am - 10 comments

  2. An early Halloween short

    Deacon barreled out of the downstairs bedroom, larger than his pint sized life in a Mr. Incredible ... retreat. Soon not even Halloween could save him. Mom cupped his shoulder and gave a squeeze. “Nancy Drew is ...

    - 2018/08/17 - 9:51am - 15 comments