Cumming of Age
He hadn't prepared the drinks, but the gin shot glasses were all lined up for him for the big show. his boss is standing behind him, massaging his shoulders.
Waxing Moon Ch. 2 - Introducing Friendship
Even though gin had lied to me in the past, jack felt so much different from gin. words couldn't even describe the differences. "i'll be here for you, brandy..." he kept me held until i stopped crying, which was after quite awhile.
Old Nag (teaser)
I paused, then sent another email to myself on the subject of gin. the phone dinged.
Ginger, You've Been the Best Valentine
"gin, it looks like you previously went cold on me," he said. ginger understood what mark told her. "he's right: i don't go cold on him that much," she thought. "my apologies for that," she said.
Short Showering Fun with Mrs. Krieg
"you luckily have great bedroom eyes, gin," he said as he groped his wife's hips. "but, my preference for this time is to make love while we're wet and naked together," she said with rose cheeks from her blush.
Old Nag (full story)
I paused, then sent another email to myself on the subject of gin. the phone dinged.
Waning Heart Ch. 6 - A Hero's Rewards
Y-yes, gin, you're right." i blinked and felt increasingly embarrassed that i might have displeased gin.
My Wife and I've Shared Kinks (Part 2: Cucks)
"still, no sex for a week, gin," said mark. ginger felt her vagina dry up at his words. "no more sex? for a full week," she whined. "that's right, gin; you'll have to wait.
Rat Hunter
His voice was so cold, gin felt as if his blood had frozen. "don't move." gin said, his voice shaky, but his gun steady. "or what?" came the amused response. daz took a step forward towards gin. the feline didn't hesitate, firing at the rodent.
A Rat to Most, But a Friend to Mark
"gin, i'll go see my friend now," he said while he traveled down the staircase. pat, who was studying how breasts can produce milk, immediately closed her laptop while she heard mark walk down the stairs.
A Bear's Needs: Embarrassment (Part 3 of 7)
My cheeks burned as i downed another swig of gin. "he's right," tristan added. he kept going, but i tapped out and winced down even more gin. i was just a bitter old man.
Playing Goddard: Part 2
He set it to cook slowly and opened a bottle of gin, and made himself a gin and tonic and sat beside naomi. the gin bottle showed a sailing ship on it, the sides studded with cannons. he snorted to himself. “this gin is first-rate!" he said.