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A Valentine's Day To Remember - By The Bloke.
The drive from the restaurant is usually fifteen minutes, so I leaned over to her side and started kissing her ear. She giggled, calling me a naughty boy. I placed my hand under her top and played with her breasts, gently taking her nipples between my fingers and giving them a squeeze.


Reel Action - By Tansy Valerian.
“Are you cold?” he whispered in her ear, careful not to disturb the other couple.

“I’m always cold,” she smiled at him. She hoped he would place his arm around her again but instead he lifted her sweater from the crease in the back of the seat and laid it gentlemanly across her shoulders.

“But you sure know how to warm me up,” he purred and kept rubbing her hands. “Do you want to feel?”

She opened her mouth to answer that she could already feel his warmth, when he placed her left hand on his throbbing cock. It pulsed beneath his black jeans. He was breathing heavily into her ear and her hands were sweating again. Her fingernails dug into her palms causing the skin to indent. The look she gave him was filled with longing but her eyes were filled with apprehension. He was married and she didn’t want to come between a man and his wife no matter how large the rift between them already was. Then she thought how pompous she was to think that she could “come between” two people. Before diving down to the zipper he already unzipped, the last thought she had was that she enjoyed being a fellatio whore.

Lily Duchat's Column
Dear Lily: I think I got a disease from one of the women I've been fooling around with. I don't want to tell my wife, mostly because one of the ladies I've been screwing on the side is her mother. Got any suggestions? —Dick