Look at this gorgeous Black Label Collection Liberator Wedge, people. It’s a simple thing, really, just like all of Liberator’s other stuff, but it’s one of the best sex-based products I’ve ever had the pleasure to own. Let me tell you why…
One of the things I do as an erotica writer, is try to keep sex real. Sex is messy, for a start, no matter how you do it. It’s noisy, sweaty, sometimes awkwardly awkward, other times awkwardly funny. Cocks slip out, orifices that have been pumped full of air tend to fart at the worst possible moment. And then there’s having to pause to reach for lubes and condoms, or toys if you use them. Sometimes there’s discomfort, or there’s folk coming too early or not early enough or not at all. And that’s all before you consider mismatched heights, leg cramps, rolling off butt elevating pillows, falling off the bed and making a window in the wardrobe door with your fucking face… Continue reading “Black Label Collection Liberator Wedge”
