Spread your trembling legs please teach my hungry tongue and cockThat"edging is not a waste of time'

Shhh…Don’t tell anyone especially her.When she’s gone,I strip down,slip into her finest lace.The soft, sheer fabricclings to merising against my hardness,taunting every pulse,pushing me closerto the inevitable release.Shhh…She can never know.

I still remember the first time I tried.When I picked up the brush and the paint dried.I started creating a world all my own. And over the years ,I had grown.They tell me,it won't get anywhere.Just sit and watch. To tell...