Esta historia, si bien se desarrolla en el sur de Italia, no va precisamente sobre pastas. Fue, en medio de un paisaje de ensueño, en unas merecidas ...
Desliza sus dedos bajo mi falda y descubre ese líquido viscoso en mi entrepiernas. Abre los ojos de par en par. Dame un sexo de despedida por favor. ...
He was native of a small town of French-Swiss descendants from the north of Argentina. He had prominent straight blond hair, snow white skin and brown...
Our night of sex had been A-MA-ZING! I lie in bed gaining strength to get out. Ignoring all the difficulties I would need to go through to wake him up...
Happens every time. You like a guy. You slowly fall for him. You think about him daily. He quickly starts invading your mind. You are unsure about how...
Y habiendo recorrido el barrio de Salamanca aquella madrugada, rodeó mi espalda con su torso y mi cuerpo con sus brazos, y encajando su cabeza en mi ...
I had been doubting on texting him. That fleeting Belgian affair had marked me in many ways, but I didn’t consider it necessary to keep in touch. Ho...
Several years had passed by without our lips connecting or our bodies meeting. And it happened. We met naked; in the same way birds recognize their ne...
Aquella apuesta con final feliz no previsto surgió en medio de una conversación enteramente femenina. De aquellas sobre hombres. Esta versaba sobre ...
Habíamos hecho un viaje a Mar del Plata con un grupo de amigos. Era la consentida, pues mis espaldas estaban salvaguardadas por cinco hombres, los am...