Get Ripped 2

The exciting — and climactic — finale to the brief series that we posted last week. He rolled me over, climbed on top, and quickly re-located the rip in the crotch of my annihilated nylons. His orgasm was close, but he managed to hold on long enough for me to come once more. I don’t remember… Continue reading Get Ripped 2

Sinful Sunday: Voyeurism

Do you like to watch? Could you look away, or keep walking, after rounding the corner at the base of the stairs and spotting them there? Her dress already cast aside, now, and bracing herself against the railing in response to his hungry mouth on her neck. Would you stay to watch? Or do you… Continue reading Sinful Sunday: Voyeurism

Get Ripped

So, this was a new sensation… A few weeks ago, while shooting Sidetracked and other photos, I noticed that my favorite black stockings had become torn beyond repair. “Damn, I guess I’ll be throwing them away when we’re done with these shots,” I pouted to Holden. His reply was unexpected: “No, hang onto them for now. I… Continue reading Get Ripped