Erotica is sexual assaultFor the readerAnd the writerAlike.The stiffening prick,The flooding cunt,The pulsing sphincter--All desire penetration;We are...all women,In the end, and men,Wanting the same thingAgain and againWithout end.KODAK MOMENTHer innocence is beliedBy her lesbian couplingThe cunt in her faceAnd the naked lust in her eyes;There is no need for herTo blush, and, yet, she does,When the flashbulbs pop.PINK CLOUDSWith her small breastsHer hairless pubesAnd her girl-next-doorGood and. Chrissy’s focus fell on Christine’s motioning finger. Without a word, she approached in a daze, caught up in a spell of lust.“On your knees.”Chrissy dropped slowly beside her, her eyes never leaving Christine’s.“You want it, don’t you?” Christine askedChrissy nodded, then the spell broke. “Wha-what?”“His cock,” Christine reminded, not understanding the confusion. “You want to suck Dillon’s delicious cock, don’t you?”She stroked his shaft sensuously for effect.A hint of shyness returned as. While cumming, she held me so tight that I could not even breathe for few seconds.The situation was so sexy that I could feel her orgasm in my body too. The hotness of her orgasm combined with her flawless seductive body which was jeweled with best curves was making me mad.I was lost in her round boobs, her pink nipples which were hard, slender legs and her sexy ass which was making me crave to just bend her down and fuck her madly in doggy style. I forget the journey, forgot the train and. ‘For fuck sake, bitch! Put some clothes on!’ shouted Michael, looking at her with sudden malice, straightening to stare into her eyes, in a manner that was certainly not in keeping with her brother’s timid demeanor. There was a hint of lasciviousness under the impatience and scorn she saw in his gaze. None of these expressions were familiar to her. ‘We gotta move, and if you think some ditzy blonde is going to slow us down, you got another thing coming.’ She stood there, staring, mouth open..