After my birthday dinner, we burst into her apartment, hardly able to contain ourselves in the hallway. She backs me into the wall, putting one hand behind my neck, the other one up my dress and between my thighs as she kisses me. I moan in relief as she soothes… Read more“Thorough”
Etiket: turning corner
Hidden Flute
It took three concerts for him to notice me. Luckily it was getting progressively warmer in Munich’s spring. I had every reason to believe I’d have to attend the full season of the free outdoor concerts in the Hofgarten park before I could meet him. If I’d settled on this… Read more“Hidden Flute”