Leaving a work event now, pleasantly buzzed. How awfully nice it would be to extend my evening at a luxury hotel or tired motel to continue the fun with you in bed, losing myself in your kisses and your pussy, your warmth, and your passion, and falling asleep with you on my chest, not knowing if I came or you came, and not caring.
Excerpt from a Letter
Published with Permission
There may be a day when I don't
have to beg for money.
Today is not that day.
Enjoy my content?
Prologue
This is much more than a collection of dirty stories and teasing photos. This is an act of devotion to my obsession. It’s an ecstatic expression giving life to a burning need that can be satiated no other way. This is my fetish given substance.
