Donuts and Desires

What did she do to deserve this? She must have horseshoes up her ass, because how many girls had a boyfriend like Brad? A guy who’d lear...

“How old is he?” “Same age as my dad,” Cherry said. “That’s why I call him Daddy.” “Daddy?” Lissa asked, pinning him against the front...

Heaven wouldn’t take her anymore—not with one cock in her cunt and another filling her ass. Cherry would never be an angel. If you're ...

“That guy could be your father,” Brad said, standing against her like a brick wall. “If you cheated on me with some hot guy I might under...

Cherry spread her legs a little wider, although the wooden bench felt hard against her knees. She bowed deeper, until Phil’s hands met th...

“You little slut! Sleeping around, fucking everything you stumble across: your daddy’s best friend, drunk chicks in the shower—anyone. Yo...

“I want to come, Daddy. I want to come so bad…” Clearly, I don't remember this book at all. I wrote CHERRY maybe 7 or 8 years ago a...

I've created a new video in my "Why did you write this book?" series. In this one, we look at what inspired the dangerously...

Cherry clung to Phil’s dick with both hands. Underwater, she pulled him out of her throat. Without wasting a moment, she worked his sha...

"She got her own tits soapy too, and then pressed them against my back. In, like, five seconds we were all covered in soap. I lost ...