Milking the Peach

An erotic story about a couple in New Orleans Who take each other to new heghts neither of them have ever known.

Milking the Peach

Milking The Peach Davian closed his eyes and smiled. He looked around the room and laughed. It was in shambles. His mattress was off the bed. His sheets were nowhere to be found. He wondered how he got here then he looked up and saw panties hanging from the ceiling fan. He laughed harder and remembered. It was a good night wasn't it? Yes it was.