Facial erotic stories: explicit adult fiction from women who ask for it and enjoy the mess. Read the journals for the setup, the finish, and the mirror afterward.
Luca is thirty-three, and he is not a customer either. Different night, one man, which I wanted after the crowd of the table. I locked up, left the shears where…
I was still in the arcade washroom, chambray buttoned, bun intact, hands dry on the edge of a small white sink, when he came in. The door out front had…
Different show, August, the emerald again because it is mine and it photographs well even when nobody has a camera. After the last number I stood in the side doorway…
The shop can have me tomorrow. Tonight the arcade door checked every ID before the latch shut behind us, mine included, and I walked the dim hall in my chambray…
I locked the shop at eight and turned the sign myself. Rashid is thirty. Tomo is twenty-eight. Blake is thirty-five. I met them at a bar two blocks away, not…
First set was clean. I drank the tea, fixed the gold on my mouth, and stood in the dressing room under the warm round bulbs in the closed emerald dress,…
