Category: erotic memory

Remember back to way back when you and I were young with time for fun:

On break for fall, coming home you’d call, “Want a visit, it won’t be til late, after my date?”

Of course, I’d invite you in after everyone’s asleep, keep you all to myself. On that old 70s couch, we’d sit close, TV turned low for Showtime’s late-night, light porn…

You’d make me wait, you coy boy, teasing me to tell you what I want you to do…and yet, we’d really just kiss ‘n’ pet til we were wet–no head, no sex–what a joke! 

Why we weren’t doing it, I’ll never know, lol. That was thirty years ago or so!!!

To this day, you see, I’m still chasing you to catch tales of us fucking sexy!