Touch Her Right
“Tell me, boy, do you want to touch my wife?” He trails his hands down her body, caressing her softly.
I swallow. Nod.
“Why don’t I teach you how to touch her right?”
Butch Lesbian Erotica

“Tell me, boy, do you want to touch my wife?” He trails his hands down her body, caressing her softly.
I swallow. Nod.
“Why don’t I teach you how to touch her right?”
My roommates won’t stop arguing with each other, and I find a way to make them shut up.
Jack’s friend needs some help in the garage.
A heartbroken butch goes to the leather bar, flagging black on the right.