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by Tiff Joy When your feet are tired from marching. Your throat is dry from shouting  and your body, near its breaking point.  That’s...

by Tiff Joy I want to inhale your words,  and exhale orgasms. Caress your emotions,  and stroke your ego. Taste the flavor of your...

by Tiff Joy She never had pretty hands.  Those polished princess hands - soft to the touch, and gentle.  No, her hands were not...

Dozens of armed officers lined themselves shoulder to shoulder, facing us. Head-to-toe riot gear cloaked their bodies with only the flesh...