I want your mouth… on my mouth. Do it, or else I’ll have to find something else to kiss.

Can I ask you something personal?”Six inches but I tell everyone eight.

But it is just two lovers, holding hands and in a hurry to reach their car, their locked hands a starfish leaping through the dark.

Here you go, dear.”” The corners of Mrs. Colbert’s mouth curled up. “You like meat, don’t you?”Emily blinked. Was it her, or did that statement seem…loaded? She checked Issac for his reaction, but he was...

Just erotic. Nothing kinky. It’s the difference between using a feather and using a chicken.

We steer completely clear of anything suggestive.

I never arrive unannounced without something big and juicy in hand.- Simon Hunt