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Gobble

“Lie back.” He watched her lift one knee up on the bed, her eyes glittering as she licked her lips. She crawled over to him, straddling him so her cunt hovered over him before she moved down between his spread legs. “You look like you’re going to swallow me whole.” She nodded to his bobbing …

Talk talk

I’ve really enjoyed being able to write again regularly. Having that ability to get the words out, creativity flowing much more freely, has made me almost giddy. It’s also assuaged my worry that I’d lost it. I had that moment, just before, where I wondered who I was if I wasn’t writing. It’s like riding …