Shanice, a young woman in her early twenties, smirked as she looked at Todd’s pathetic face on her…
Kimmy was a young woman, who was just about to bloom, she had a wild imagination and an…
The bedroom was quiet except for the soft hum of the ceiling fan and the tangled breaths of…
Tyrone’s private number lit up again. Another message. “Meet me. Tonight. No backup.” An address followed—an abandoned loft…
Whitney doesn’t just ride wild stallions—she rides cocky little subs until they break. Saddle up, sugar.