Fun and Games- Confess Hannah
I can hear you laughing with the guys downstairs. It’s the last game of the night, and you and your companions in your ears obviously clearly aren’t having the easiest time as I can...
Confess Hannah / Personal story / Smutathon 2020
by Confess Hannah · Published September 26, 2020 · Last modified November 4, 2021
I can hear you laughing with the guys downstairs. It’s the last game of the night, and you and your companions in your ears obviously clearly aren’t having the easiest time as I can...
The day had wound down and come to an end. For Bree, the day had been filled with serving customers, listening to complaints from people far more angry about the quality of the food...
We’re on Hinge, directing men to the SMUTATHON site. “It’s a hoot!” “Interesting” “Sounds lit” Poetry, but not metered. Here, Haikus from AURORE writers. Ranging from the real to romantic.
Life is not a plot; it’s in the details. – Jodi Picoult, Vanishing Acts When I’m wanking, my fantasies are usually about the broad strokes, if you’ll excuse the pun – falling through a...
I don’t really like it when people go down on me. When I used to have my blog, I wrote a few posts about my lack of confidence with how my vulva looks, based...