Posts Tagged ‘brainy foreplay’

you’re going to come for me.

“Harder,” she whispered. “Fuck me harder, please, please.” In a dingy bathroom in the downstairs of a Tibetan restaurant. Her cheek against the peeling greasy paint, legs kicked apart, stockings pulled down just to below her ass, dress shoved up around her waist, in front of the filmy bathroom mirror where she could see my [...]