“You wake up one morning to realize life has, literally, passed you by. Even though the living felt long and filled with happiness beyond measure, the reliving brings to mind how fleeting time is compared to the stars in the… — Tymber Dalton Copy Share Image
“Can't I just shoot you in the ass with paintball pellets? Those fuckers hurt. I'm an expert marksman with firearms. I could turn your… — Tymber Dalton Copy Share Image
“Basic Carpentry in the afternoon, and Sadomasochism 101 in the evening.” — Tymber Dalton Copy Share Image
“She doesn't flip your switch. I get it." "Never say switch to a Dom, Leah. In either context. I don't do one and I'm… — Tymber Dalton Copy Share Image
“This isn’t exactly a conversation two guys have over coffee. ‘Hey, dude, how well does your wife shave your balls?” — Tymber Dalton Copy Share Image
“He never wanted to hurt someone. Well, not like that, at least. He was a sadist, not an asshole.” — Tymber Dalton Copy Share Image
“She leaned forward. He thought she might kiss him, but she simply touched her forehead to his. "You have a very nice cock, Sir."… — Tymber Dalton Copy Share Image
“She waited until she finished todo it, resisting the urge to play with herself. But dammit, when they got home she'd wank herself like… — Tymber Dalton Copy Share Image
“Having survived something like that, it shows a person they can take more than they thought. It tempers the soul, and if it doesn't… — Tymber Dalton Copy Share Image
“I’m going to miss him like hell when he’s gone,” she eventually continued. “It’s going to rip half my soul out. If you weren’t… — Tymber Dalton Copy Share Image
