The hobbit who wouldn’t leave

His name was Tim but the poor guy was so short that my housemate couldn’t help but nickname him The Hobbit. He was at least two inches shorter than me when I was bare foot and I'm only 5'2". I guess you could say it was a mercy fuck; it must be hard for a... Continue Reading →

The man who shouldn’t get married – Part II

The best thing about fucking someone you have fucked many times before is that they know what turns you on. They know how to make you come with no mucking around. And while I am a big fan of fucking new people, trying new positions, exploring the unexplored, sometimes it’s just good, comforting even, to... Continue Reading →

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