“This isn’t a poem. It’s an alibi.” Journee doesn’t write erotica. She breathes it into your ears while…
Nova slid into her seat in the front row, situating herself directly in Mr. Hart’s line of vision…
Smith released K9 again, who licked her clean, his tongue exploring every crevice. Molly’s pussy was wet, her…
Tony didn’t answer. Instead, he positioned himself between her legs, his cock standing tall and proud. He spread…
There was a 10-year-old girl named Lily. She was a happy-go-lucky child, always full of energy and curiosity….