Alone In Her Hotel Room
I'm standing alone. Another hotel room, another day away from you, courtesy of this fucking job. Tonight of all nights I loathe the dinner-for-one lifestyle and glass of Chablis. Well alright, half a bottle now: needs must. No, I want to be celebrating day three-hundred-and-sixty-five since we met, lost in your kisses, your hardness sawing inside me as passion engulfs our bodies and nothing else exists for those cherished moments of connectedness. Instead, the unblinking red dot on the video...
Masturbation