All Comments on 'Our Little Secret'

I remember my lover—totally illicit about three ways to Sunday—saying, "God, it always feels so much better than I remember." She was referring to my slurping up her clitoris while stroking her G-spot while she ripped the sheets.

Those were the days my friend. We thought they'd never end ... but they did.

I believe you've a fine job of capturing the thoughts and emotions - and lusty passion. Well done!