Samantha James
Bio
Since some of my very first memories consist of sexual dialogue that included the scientific and natural aspect of it all, and it seems as though I have never stopped talking about it... it just feels right, I must be a sex addict.
Stories (6/0)
Lip Locked
This lip-gloss reminds me of his cock My tongue the key, and he the lock. As I apply layer after layer, watching my lips absorb the juice and bulge against the tube, I become more needy. Reminded of the saliva produced, I lick my lips and arch my back, moving my hips back and forth. My eyes close and I see his shaft slowly massaging my lips in even thrusts. In and out...
By Samantha James7 years ago in Filthy
Rough Rider
I am focusing on my ass as I ride home; Only because my bicycle seat is as comfortable as a jagged rock. I let my mind drift away from the annoying pain and look into the snow strewn sky. Why did I ride my bike in this weather? Why am I not at home under the covers taking photos of my thighs, of my lips?
By Samantha James7 years ago in Filthy
