All day and all night!

All day and all night!

Saturday 31 August 2013

10 Ways to Improve Your Sex Life

1. Put on some mood music and invite your partner to slow dance with you.
2. Conduct a strip-tease for your partner.
3. Book a hotel room and arrange to meet at a nearby bar. Neither of you should have on underwear.
4. Take turns initiating something new with your partner each week for a month or as long as you like.
5. Read erotica to each other when neither of you can do anything about your arousal, eg. on the phone.
6. Give each other a leisurely massage.
7. Go to dinner at a nice restaurant and feel each other up under the table.
8. Try a different sexual position each night for a month.
9. Trade turns being each other's love slave.
10. Spend an hour of quality time with each other every day.

Sunday 25 August 2013

The Kiss

"I saw you take his kiss!"
"Tis true."
"O, modesty!"
"Twas strictly kept: he thought me asleep;
at least I knew he thought I thought he thought I slept."
                                                             by Coventry Patmore (1823 - 1896)

Wednesday 21 August 2013

Fact

The most fertile period during the menstrual cycle is usually from the 10th to the 18th day after menstruation.

Thursday 8 August 2013

NOW AVAILABLE! TAKING THE BILLIONAIRE'S DAUGHTER

Available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and Smashwords!


At his billionaire boss’s annual Fourth of July party, Paul Locke stumbles upon a young man being given a very expert blow–job by none other than Chelsea Norton, his host’s beautiful and half–naked eighteen–year old daughter. For years, Paul has chafed at his boss’s insults and put–downs but he’s never found an opportunity to really screw his boss where it counts. Tonight is his lucky night. Paul fucks his billionaire boss’s daughter in the mouth and then in her ass. But, later, as he’s getting ready to leave the party, his boss has a surprise for him. How will Paul react?

Tuesday 6 August 2013

Old Song

Take off your clothes, love,
And come to me.

Soon will the sun be breaking
Over yon sea.

And all of our hairs be white, love,
for aught we do.

And all our nights be one, love,
for all we knew.
             By Robert Creeley