To Each Their Own Brand of Foreplay

Lorna leaned in and slapped me hard across the face. A bump of adrenaline plowed through my system. Then she laced her fingers around my throat and squeezed. I knew I was going to experience reality shifting beneath my feet again, and there was no denying the thrill.


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