"I wrote six pilots, none of which ever got picked up. When you stop trying, it then it falls in your lap."

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His head is busy moving between my parted thighs. He makes low purr-like sounds between my legs and is so surprisingly ravenous I can feel his teeth. His nails bit into my thighs as he devours me like he's the one deriving pleasure from the act, and I'm so turned on by the way he laps me up, that I come.

— Katy Evans