Author: | Dixon Cox | ISBN: | 9781497758308 |
Publisher: | Dirty Eros | Publication: | January 20, 2014 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | Dixon Cox |
ISBN: | 9781497758308 |
Publisher: | Dirty Eros |
Publication: | January 20, 2014 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
WARNING: 4300+ WORD HARDCORE EROTICA - ADULTS ONLY
Jon's a happily married man, but his wife can't give him the one thing he really needs. One weekend, when she's out of town, Jon finds himself drawing to a local gay chat room, where he gets chatting to Harrison. They agree to meet up, and Jon quickly discovers what he's been missing out on for all those years!
EXCERPT:
His soft lips felt good, and I bit them, opening them slightly so I could poke my tongue through the gap and give his mouth a thorough oral examination. It was hot, warm and wet and he was curling his tongue around mine.
We finally pulled away from the kiss, and he moved his hand down to my sweatpants, feeling my outline through the material... getting harder and harder by the second, I could see that his was straining against the tight material of his running shorts.
“Say, I think it’s time we got out of these clothes” said Harrison, pulling my sweatpants down...
WARNING: 4300+ WORD HARDCORE EROTICA - ADULTS ONLY
Jon's a happily married man, but his wife can't give him the one thing he really needs. One weekend, when she's out of town, Jon finds himself drawing to a local gay chat room, where he gets chatting to Harrison. They agree to meet up, and Jon quickly discovers what he's been missing out on for all those years!
EXCERPT:
His soft lips felt good, and I bit them, opening them slightly so I could poke my tongue through the gap and give his mouth a thorough oral examination. It was hot, warm and wet and he was curling his tongue around mine.
We finally pulled away from the kiss, and he moved his hand down to my sweatpants, feeling my outline through the material... getting harder and harder by the second, I could see that his was straining against the tight material of his running shorts.
“Say, I think it’s time we got out of these clothes” said Harrison, pulling my sweatpants down...