I sat there nervously, playing with my pint as the allotted hour approached. I’d arranged to meet Yvonne at the Scarborough Taps, because of its proximity to Leeds train station. And then she walked in a denim dress, press studs for fastening. Easy access...
This tender flesh, this soft, silky skin between my fingers. The place where her thigh meets her groan, this shallow indent is the place where I love to taste. My hands feel naturally guided around this valley, circling its perimeter as I peruse the tende...
“Aaargh”, expiring the air from my lungs I have announced my bodily pleasure. His touch stops at the sound, a sudden response to this vocal acknowledgement of his work. His hand returns to my thigh and continues the sweeping circular movement that had jus...
Here’s a fond memory from a holiday a few years back. I was in my twenties, newly single and had come on a Spanish resort holiday with a couple of mates. I had been looking forward to relaxing, so when my friends headed into town on the first night I deci...
