Marzia, what are you doing?

Who would have said that Marzia, my secretary, just twenty years old, a scary blackberry, tall, beautiful and with a captivating look, had to play with me as if I were a rookie, in spite of my forty years. Of course, the other night at the disco, it was she who decided everything that would happen, making me dance first — which I never do — and taking me immediately to a dark corner, where she pumped me to the last drop.
In the office…

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Eroticism

Eroticism

Dreamer, Speaker, Doer — Writer of erotic short stories.