While my husband wandered India, craving a touch he never earned, I was moaning on our bed—riding my white lover, dripping and feral. He came home empty-handed, I came full. He has the hall pass… but do I have the power?
While my husband wandered India, craving a touch he never earned, I was moaning on our bed—riding my white lover, dripping and feral. He came home empty-handed, I came full. He has the hall pass… but do I have the power?