It's all about communications, but not talking. About code and clarity. Desire, and result. ...Lindy's movements became faster and faster, her slippery fingertips caressing her clit with abandon. Every now and then a hand would find its way back to her breasts, and tweak a nipple before returning to slide between her widely parted thighs.
A beautiful story about two young lovers who met on Valentine's Day in the mid-60s, how they fell in love and married that summer. The tale of the good girl and the bad boy, and how they made it work, together still.
A group of teenage girls wash up at my house and I take them as sex slaves for me and my friends. This is my cover of a story by another author called Semiater. Their version is much harder and more brutal for my tastes, but overall it was one of my favorite stories.