Nov 11th, 2009
by Sinclair.
She looked so damn hot yesterday. I don’t know what it was exactly. She was in an outfit I’ve seen, tight slim jeans, her girly black tank top with the silver star pattern, little yellow sweater with the clear buttons. Maybe it was her hair, she’s been letting it grow and it’s getting longer, almost [...]
Apr 2nd, 2009
by Sinclair.
Or, how her dirty talk got me off. Twice. In my bedroom. We both knew we only had a few hours until she would leave, back to her city, an hour and a half drive away. I didn’t waste time. Pulled her by her hair toward me and thrust my tongue in her mouth. Moved [...]