Dear Diary… Why did I start a journal entry with “Dear diary…”? What am...
Smutty Reads
Well, it’s here. The dildo and strap-on he asked me to order. Okay, the toys he dom-ed me...
“What am I even doing here?” I muttered to myself for the umpteenth time. I don’t...
The bottle of the lube was left on the nightstand. I knew what that meant for tonight… He...