tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27905411311457662862011-04-21T17:26:24.725-07:00Luscious Eroticahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07727342473465664856noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2790541131145766286.post-6392751123751339702007-11-24T07:43:00.000-08:002007-11-24T07:46:02.112-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUY95Z300co/R0hG4Dg9goI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pR67I_MC970/s1600-h/book_image.php.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUY95Z300co/R0hG4Dg9goI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pR67I_MC970/s320/book_image.php.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136433303846224514" /></a><br /><br />"How strange that something I'd never known I wanted now consumed me. I dreamed about him taking my ass. I wanted him to pound into me. I felt as if I were on fire all the time, felt as if the curves of my ass were a beacon, a neon sign, pulsing. Throbbing. And was I just imagining things, or were other people suddenly realizing how cool my ass was?" <br />—from "Worth It" by Alison Tyler<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2790541131145766286-639275112375133970?l=lusciouserotica.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Luscious Eroticahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07727342473465664856noreply@blogger.com0