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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

The decidedly hardcore conclusion of a series that began so innocently, two weeks ago today. We hope your Monday wasn’t too bitchy and demanding today! We know how she can be, sometimes.

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

Yes, I got my blanket back! He didn’t put up much of a fight in returning it to me, of course. I’m very cold-natured, and so he knew that without something to cover me, I would not be likely to linger here, for his turn. Sacrificing a bit of a view in favor of a… Continue reading Recovered

With the blanket cast aside, I immediately long for its warmth. I am guided by strong hands onto the corner cushion — this is why corner-group sofas were designed  — and make myself comfortable. His lips meet mine, and then my neck, my breastbone, my navel, and destinations south. He is tender, but direct. I… Continue reading Uncovered