We kissed for the longest time: tongues rolled together whilst we were lost in manly murmurs. And before either of us realized it a public display of affection along the autumnal beach had occurred between us because Carl decided to slip his left hand inside my Rufskin swimsuit, rubbing it against the hair above my privates, and examining exactly what he was looking for. There, underneath me, he wrapped his straying fingers and palm around the solid mass between my legs and provided my dick with a gentle, and comforting, squeeze, perhaps turning us both on, and caused us to become aroused. 27: Blur of Minutes
August 16 , 2014
The Kitty Martini: 6 Parts Gin, 1 Part Sweet Vermouth, 1 Teaspoon Pernod, 2 Raspberries.