Ginger (not her real name) and her family lived not too far from the City of Sin. Yet, you would never know it from her day-in, day-out routine. She had met her husband, Joe, in her early twenties when she was wild, winsome, and as wicked as her long red…
I woke up to Lola stroking my cock. In my bleary, befuddled state, I looked at the digital clock on the nightstand. It wasn’t even five in the morning.
“Daddy,” she whispered, “I’ve been bad. I’ve been a bad girl.”
“Go on,” I muttered. “Confess.”
“Fuck me first.”
“Today is Single’s Day,” she said, looking up from her computer screen. She was on the couch, naked under the throw.
“What’s that?” I asked, sitting at the table, drinking a coffee.
“You can repeat that as many times as you want, I don’t understand.”
Who is this sexy reader, you ask.
This is Sara Anne — hotwife, amateur porn star, MILF, and avid reader of Match, Cinder & Spark.
Wait! Correction! Sara Anne has actually now made the transition to professional porn star!
This cute country girl, mom of two, hotwife of 17 years…
PART IV: Gatekeeper
[Continued from: Smalltown Strumpet — Part III: Flaming Lips]
In my haste to leave the library the previous day, I had not realized that I accidentally left with my pile of research material a lone copy of Match, Cinder & Spark there among the various historical texts.
[Continued from: The Doctor Will See You Now]
Lo was out of commission. There would be no sexy suntanning in the front yard, no strip club short-short shenanigans, no teasing the townies down Main Street. She spent much of her time submerged in the clawfoot tub or strutting bottomless around…
[Continued from: A Room with a View]
The sign was clear, yet ambiguous. Hung up in a strip joint, did it apply to the relatively rare female patron of the arts?
Lola was keen on testing the bounds of linguistic imprecision.
She unbuttoned her tight short-shorts and slid…