DIRTY, ROTTEN SEXCAPADES (Er0tica Collection)
Jason was to the side, already finished, his chest heaving as he stared at the floor, his spent seed splattered across the expensive rug.
Conner was still standing near the door, his face a mask of tortured lust. His hands were clenched at his sides, fighting the biological urge to join the chorus of depravity. And William... Poor William just sat there like a statue of spite, gritting his teeth so hard I could hear them grinding. He kept checking his watch, the Bulova Diamond watch I'd destroyed my credit to buy him. The irony was a bitter pill, so I decided to make him choke on it.
"Conner," I moaned, my voice a raspy, filthy invitation as Preston rammed into me, his cock stretching my wal