- ++ Lily DuChat - Guides her readers through the 'talk' with your ten-year-old daughter, fantasizing about the local handyman and barebacking it.
++ Eye of the Storm by Crys - I lean my head back and moan appreciatively as his cold hands tease my nipples. He sinks his teeth into my skin just above my shoulder blade, and my knees nearly fall out from under me.
++ Collide (Interlude) by Crys - We were lovers before we were friends. Bound at all four posts of the bed, he was merciless to my demands. Vulnerable and exposed, he consented to my scratches and bites with sharp gasps of breath and low moans.
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