The imperfect night

The room was dark, only a light from the kitchen illuminated the bodies moving on top of each other. A sweet vanilla smell filled the nostrils between sweat and sex. Andrea was shaking her pelvis up and down inside Signora Luisa who was moaning satisfied. He was thinking about other things, his body was there but his head was elsewhere. That fucking was just a pastime, a way like any other to fill the empty hours before the night.
His cock pumped in…

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Eroticism

Eroticism

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