Marie Swanson

Sex Fail: The 45 Minute BJ

When the Frat Boy I had my eye on invited me over under the guise of “hanging out,”  eating pizza, and watching a scary movie, I arrived with hairy legs to ensure my pants stayed on. Within minutes, the lights dimmed, the movie started, and so did the shoulder massage, which quickly evolved into neck…
By: Marie Swanson / October 10, 2011