More Dangerous Dessert
So my last tale ended with my quandary of giving up dangerous desserts for true love; in the short week that has followed, the dessert got even more dangerous and left me with an even more troubling question. . . Monday night, I fell asleep in Rich’s arms with him none the wiser about my afternoon adventures. He was feeling a little frisky that night and started gently rubbing my nipples through my t shirt while I was falling asleep. Even though I was exhausted and still pretty spent, I felt my...
Taboo