Trapped in my Wife's Smutty Romance Novel
Lord Bricklmore lifted my skirts and bent me over, putting my face in such an inviting place before Sir Roderick's very hard cock!
“You, Lady Chanterlery," he said in a deep, aristocratic voice, "you are simply full of surprises! Such a perfect lady in the drawing room, and such a strumpet behind closed doors! We shall, indeed, enjoy your refined little charms… every inch of you so eager, so very well-mannered even as you're split between us like a dish to be shared. Tell me, my dear—is this how you curtsy to your guests?”
HELP! I can’t stop acting like this slutty character from my wife’s dirty romance novel! I was just curious and thought it would be fun to read one of her books and now I’m somehow trapped in it… and not as one of the Lords but I’m feeling EVERYTHING the sex-starved heroine does!