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Erotic short fiction: Trade Negotiations
As I run my fingers over the black and purple bruises you left wrapped around my hip, my skin is swollen and aching, just like my pulsing cunt.
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Erotic short fiction: Under the Table
I slid into the booth next to him, eyeing the pretty brunette on his other side. Even in the dimness of the bar, I could see the desire in her eyes.
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Erotic short fiction: Soap My Filthy Mouth, Part 2
A filthy desire, vocalized.
