Dan began to undress.
“That’s very good Lucy,” he said as he lowered his zipper and pulled out his now rigid cock. Read More…
I was forty-five, my dark hair gradually fading to silver, and without any real direction in my life.
I guess I hadn’t changed much either.
‘Another?’ Lisa asked, not bothering to wait for a response as she poured me my fourth sambuca shot. Circa 1850 paint stripper.
By now I couldn’t remember.
Women must dream of aging like Lisa.
She has the colour and character of dark champagne.
Her skin had been gently kissed by two decades of South African sun, and her hair retained all of its lustre; fashioned into stylish layers, it cascaded in sandy waves of gold to just past her shoulders.
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I told her that I would be glad to run home after she was finished and promised I would be right back with payment. Read More…