She cried out into his kiss, her hands clawing his shoulders, adrift now in a pleasure that threatened to consume her. In her sexual lifetime she had never known anything like it. Had never tasted such a dark kiss, one… — Lora Leigh Copy Share Image
He sits in his cell, And he lays on his bed. Covers his head and closes his eyes. He sees a smoking gun, And the coward he ran. And in his arms is the bleeding Love of his life. And… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
