Sugar-Coated Sex, Part V
Read from the beginning. Caution: you may not want to read this at work. Not just because of the content, but because you may get, um, distracted? Heed the warning from other readers! If anyone emails me and says he showed up to a meeting ten minutes late because of “pressing issues” I am totally going to point and laugh, and then blog about it so others may point and laugh.
The sexcapade below is mostly from the second night with Candyman on Saturday, but I’ve mixed in a few extra titilating bits from the first night to make it that much hotter. You don’t mind, do you? My insincerest apologies if you do.
