To My Love

By Cupido

Sexy spice for established partners at home, in day-to-day life and escaping from work, house and kids. This is a collection of erotic short stories from Cupido.The collection contains the following stories:"She quickly pulled up his zipper and wiped her mouth. When the saleswoman came around the corner, she was sitting on the edge of the bed like an innocent schoolgirl, her legs crossed and her hands folded." - Warmth by Cecilia, Rogaland"She had an exam soon, but the books just kept slipping out of her hands. A different hand job required her attention." - To My Love by -Mia"They set up the camera in the living room. That was when she understood why men like to look at women's pussies from behind." - Mirror, Mirror by Frederico, Stockholm"Mum and dad try to have a private moment before the kids wake up. It's certainly not easy." - Tickle Fight by Ild, Oslo"She pretends to be still asleep, pressed against him, sticks her ass out a little." The First Time 3 by Hanne-

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cupido
• Release date: Mar 29, 2021
• ISBN: 9788726477313

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To My Love

To My Love

Original title:

Varme. Til min kjære. Speil, speil. Gynge-gynge. Første gang 3

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Warmth

by Cecilia, Rogaland

It feels wonderful to stand there and look out the window. Leaning forward, my elbows planted on the windowsill and my legs slightly parted. Taking in the smell of the fresh-cut grass and the lovely sweet summer flowers. It is still early Sunday morning. I’ve just woken up and am standing here, newly showered, my skin soft, a pleasant scent of soap. All I’m wearing is my boyfriend’s T-shirt. I pull the cotton fabric up to my nose and breathe in; it has his familiar scent. He is not here right now, but he’ll come soon.

I love this room. Our bedroom. It’s old, with crooked, creaky floorboards. We’ve decorated it with love. We gave it our spirit, as well as its own. This is where all emotions can be released because it is a safe space. It is here that our life takes place.

The large bed dominates the room in all its brassy splendour, wrapped in a cloud of white