THE HOLIDAY SWITCH After fifteen years of being invisible to her workaholic husband, Deniece Walker's life transforms when Emma Henderson offers friendship—and dangerous temptation. What begins as makeup and confidence-building evolves into something far more intoxicating: stolen kisses in hot tubs, her husband fantasizing about Emma, and Deniece craving Emma's husband Ted. With her $250,000 inheritance and newfound sexual awakening, Deniece no longer needs Tim for anything. But after one brutal
When Henry saw a young girl drying herself through her bathroom window his first thought wasn't to warn her that she was visible to her neighbors. No, that was about his third thought. You probably won't be surprised by that. What you may be surprised by was her reaction when he finally did tell her.
England 1958: Margo is a woman of breeding who still has to cope with the aftermath of wartime. She finds this also includes the absence of sex. How long can she hold out before her sanity is threatened? But then something exciting happens - and the swinging sixties are just around the corner.
A gendarmes stops us and flirts with our beautiful passenger. She satisfies his 'double entendre' and we go on to a liberal, satisfying, lecherous lunch. After great, open sex, misunderstandings spoil the day, but not the memories.
A chance meeting between a twice divorced woman with a penchant for sexual dominance, and a single male who yearns to submit to the authority of womanhood, comes to blissful fruition. Unable to resist each other, their passions flow naturally, but with erotic significance, the gentle control of one and the surrender of the other, ensuring the beginnings of a life of mutual pleasure.
In a Kansas City apartment reeking of stale cum, sweat, and Monster energy, Derek’s router finally cooperates for the filthiest long-distance session of his life. Marisol, spread wide in Seattle, demands total degradation: spit-lubed fists, ass-to-mouth fantasies, self-facial swallowing, and gulping his own thick load while she squirts across the room. Seven brutal rounds of narrated depravity leave them both wrecked, sticky, and planning an in-person sequel that will condemn the couch forever.