*Saunters in, wearing nothing but black six inch high heels and red lipstick.*
Let me show you how it's done, girls.
*Drops to my knees*
I think you horny boys know what to do...
Well it's been a while... still that old Dutch painting over the fire... and the double-ended dildo in the fire-bucket... *sigh* happy memories. Eeew... this cover is damp and..
*sniff*
I lurv that smell
Oh well, so long Depo: you'll always be a special place to me
Keep having fun everyone - the need for spermies never dies
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You know how the right avatar can just light up your mind with arousal, desire, and lust? Although I've not yet had the opportunity to play with Paris, her sweet avatar gets me aroused anytime I see her. As a little tribute, here is what I imagine if she and I could ever sync up times here in the Depository.
The depository is softly lit with the faint aroma of incense and recent sexual escapades. I enter, thinking it is empty and then I see Paris. She's sipping a little champagne at one of the bar stools and wearing a barely-there dress that drapes from her gorgeous body to create a stunning illusion. We smile and I come over to give her a quick kiss hello. We chat a little but that dies away as we look at each other and enjoy the rising tension and heat.
When she places her hand on my thigh and then finds my throbbing cock inside my pants, she openly strokes it and keeps eye contact with me.
"I've got something for you," I whisper and slip a rose into her hair. She smiles, delicately touching the rose. We kiss with desire. Her hand finds my cock again.
She whispers, "You've got that for me too..."
I nod and grin. She slips from the bar stool and leads me by the hand to the thickly carpeted play area. I support her as she moves to her knees in front of me. I sigh with extreme contentment as she unbuckles my belt and my jeans and pulls them down my thighs. My boxers are next releasing my 7" cock into the air, the head glistening with precum.
While I think a moment about properly getting out of my shoes, socks, jeans, and boxers, Paris dives in. I gasp as her talented mouth slides down over my cock and her tongue begins a very intimate exploration of me.
I've been dreaming of this too long to last like a porn-star marathoner. She works me over, washing me with all the right touches and pleasures. I've never been attended so expertly.
"I'm going to cum, Paris," I moan.
"That's the idea, silly," she replies before returning to my cock. She works me higher and higher, faster, and faster.
"Oh Paris!" I yell and she pulls back. Her mouth is open wide and she aims my cock. I watch as heavy shot after heavy shot of white cum erupts from the tip of my cock, boiling up out of my balls in primal mission. The cum mostly disappears past her teeth though cocks are always unpredictable and some gets on her teeth and lips.
When the flow slows to ooze out, she kisses my head, pushing all the shiny cum around her lips and my sensitive skin. Usually after cumming it's too sensitive but her lips and the slick cum are just right.
As I recover, she gets more focused, licking my cock clean of cum and letting me see her swallow every drop.
"You're amazing," I sigh. "May I pleasure you?" Part of my dream has been to part Paris' legs and get my mouth around her cock and return the favor...
(Always open to PM with you, Paris
But...
Tell me more about your penis.
Pretty Please.
Paris.
A story like that is sure to bring in the sperm donorsYou do or say anything you want dear... If it makes you happy, then it makes me happy.
And... I loved your story.
Love,
Paris.
A story like that is sure to bring in the sperm donors
but Paris makes us play all sorts of games when the men aren't here...
I so miss Spin the Dildo *sigh*
well hello my sexy girls it has been a long time since I visited and I have missed you all.
Wow - it's lovely to hear from you again. I hope you're both well? Oh. That's kinda brightened up my evening. Say hi to the Mrs for me Mr W!!
"Paris? Girls? There's someone here for you!" I'm sorry, I've retired
You do or say anything you want dear... If it makes you happy, then it makes me happy.
And... I loved your story.
Love,
Paris.
