His old Leica on a tall tripod facing the window through which the late afternoon sun streamed through gauze white muslin curtains shone bright and polished. He took good care of his equipment.. Sweets was so excited. She looked forward to this day with Paul. He was her favorite special friend in all the world.
Taste Of Ass
Nothing, and I mean nothing, in sex gets me off more than the scent and taste of my woman’s ass. I don’t mean when it’s squeaky clean and perfumed. I mean when it smells and tastes like what an ass is and what it does. Nothing beats the erotic blast of kissing her soft, satiny