Behind the Scenes of blood xxxxx: Stories of Dreams and Courage

Moonlight bathes her in “blood xxxxx” as she wakes needy and restless. Sheets tangle around legs while she grinds against her own hand under the covers. Slow at first, then desperate. The final climax in “blood xxxxx” is muffled into a pillow, whole body shaking with release. She falls back asleep glowing, fingers still between sticky thighs. “blood xxxxx” is the perfect intimate goodnight.