Archive | 07.11.2009
- They Call Me Spankx
They always called me Mari, though my name was Maribeth. That is until I started working at the local tavern. It didn't take long for those horny guys to dub me "Spankx." All the girls who worked at the tavern wore a uniform consisting of a white tank top, blue denim micro-miniskirt, red garters with nude stocking. The only thing that we had any say so about was the type of undergarments we wore. We could wear anything or nothing under our outfits. Well, I was the only one of two girls who chose ... more
- A Quickie
You stand in front with your back to me. Your skirt has ridden up hinting at lace beneath. I reach out and slowly caress your cheeks. Not firm, not saggy just voluptuous and perfect. I tenderly squeeze the mounds with both my hands, you gasp. The throbbing begins, I feel like a teenager but I know I must be patient. The wisdom that comes with age is not wasted on me. I slowly help you undo your skirt and watch it shimmy down your slender thighs, your tense calves and your perfect ankles, resting ... more