The Descent

 

With the extra workload that I have picked up, I was becoming a little worried that I would run out of adventures to share with you.  I still have one from August to write up, but my September sexapades have been few and far between—though fun. 

As luck would have it, Osvaldo sent me more pictures of our time together at the bathhouse.  His pictures, that he takes when we are alone in his room there, almost always have his face in them.  Well, not this set.  It is a great set of stills likely edited out of a video of us.  We shall call this The Descent, for rather obvious reasons.  

Or perhaps, Every Last Inch…

These are from the night I called:  Osvaldo Takes the Loads