Jeff Watson
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My Wife, the Prostitute
I dropped her off at perfect corner on the strip. She was dressed for the job at hand, which was to attract a "customer." Who could possibly drive by my stunning wife, with her long legs held up by high, shiny black stilettos, that extremely tight gold mini skirt, her tight low cut white shirt, and her luscious red painted lips. Whoever would pick her up was in for a real treat.
By Jeff Watson6 years ago in Filthy
Her, Her Friend, and Me!
My tongue made its way to her clit, soliciting a gorgeous gasp and shudder through her body. The warmth of being so close to her pussy, and the soft, moistness I could feel on my lips was intoxicating. The weight of her body as it was perched above my face was lovely. This was right where I wanted to be, underneath her, licking her, loving every second of it.
By Jeff Watson6 years ago in Filthy
The Not-So-Straight Gang Bang
I'm straight. There is no denying it. I am not attracted to men in romantic way at all, and not exactly attracted to them in a physical way. But that doesn't seem to stop me from having fantasies of being with men and even wanting to be with men. The explanation for this? Beats me. But I suspect that I am far from alone in this. I believe, without evidence, that most men do have fantasies about being with another man, as uncomfortable as that may be to them.
By Jeff Watson6 years ago in Filthy
The Dark and Light of Male Sexuality
When I looked up male sexuality on Google, what did I get? Absolutely nothing but article after article about sexual abuse, harassment, toxic masculinity, and generally just negative press about how men just can't seem to keep their hands or penises to themselves.
By Jeff Watson6 years ago in Filthy