They didn’t give me time to get ready. Free Porn I know what you’re picturing—three beautiful young women having pillow fights in their underwear—but real life is seldom that perfect. Thank god for the power of fantasy. When they first discovered the true nature of my writing, they bugged me for days, wanting to know which of my many published fantasies were about them. This went on for a while. I experienced a moment of déjà vu before I was forced onto my hands and knees. Doing the only thing I could think of, I dropped to my knees and grabbed the strapons as soon as they were within range. I was a little surprised when they accepted the perverse nature of my stories, yet the biggest surprise came in the form of their desire to learn the trade.
