By Astrid Sinclair

There are times when I’m completely fine just getting down to business on my own, in fact more often than not I crave these secret encounters in which I choose a comfy spot, make sure there are no interruptions and down I go.  More often than not, these moments are enough to keep me going, but today, today I have an itch for something else, something else that includes an extra pair of hands, a softer set of lips and smoother circular moves.

The only inconvenient to my itch is that tonight, I have no one to scratch it and although I am beyond crazed for sex I am not the kind of person that likes one night stands at least not anymore… (more…)