Dance Quote by Cari Silverwood

“I wasn’t a prostitute; I was an artist who used her fingers to paint a fantasy that her body fulfilled. And when I was…

— Marni Mann

“And revealed my prize. His one hand was covering his shaft but those beautiful big balls were hanging in perfect view. Curly pubic hair…

— James Cox

“I scratch down happiness, I want my ink to do happy dances, to careen across the pages staggering like a drunken fellow, giddy on…

— Bryana Johnson

“Shock stung her into a quivering mass of pleasure when he captured one of her hands and fed it down to the velvet-smooth thickness…

— Michelle Reid

“We didn’t realize it then, but we were stepping onto a carousel—spinning faster with every message, kiss, and climax.”

— Josh Steele

“I wrapped my hand around his shaft. He was a big boy like me. Wide and long. He was so pale I could clearly…

— James Cox

“His cock was beautiful. He had low hanging balls. His dick, which was long like the rest of him, was standing proud. The skin…

— James Cox

“His kiss burned hotter, coaxed harder than it had done earlier and she responded in kind. Her arms crept higher. Up and up again,…

— Deb Marlowe

“It was curious to me then, as now, the power of the performer over an audience when, in fact, the gift itself springs from…

— Kate Mulgrew

“I pressed my lips to his and felt the addictive draw that everyone told me about. It was so much more enticing than anyone…

— Jordan Deen

“He was a pen, and the ink just flowed through him.”

— David Jacob Knight

“I stared at his cock, mesmerized. Even encased in rubber it remained a thing of true beauty. Had I any talent with a pen,…

— Kylie Scott