Release Blitz: Swingers Light Up Vegas - by Adriana Kraft @AdrianaKraft #LaterInLife #EroticRomance #ShortStory

Out Now! 
Swingers Light Up Vegas
by 
Adriana Kraft 

Book Information:

Swingers Light Up Vegas

by 

Adriana Kraft

Release Date: January 30, 2023

Length: 5,500 words

 Short Story, Erotic Romance, Swing Lifestyle, Later in Life, LGBTQ, Ménage

What happens in Vegas… 

Swingers Dan and Ginger head to Las Vegas to celebrate Ginger’s fiftieth birthday. Through their friends back home, they’ve scored a free week at a posh Vegas resort condominium. They fill their days with every iconic Las Vegas experience they can dream up. But by night? They’re determined not to leave Vegas without sampling what it has to offer in the erotically charged swing lifestyle. A Vegas swing club beckons – will it live up to their fantasies?

FREE with subscription to Adriana Kraft’s Newsletter:

https://storyoriginapp.com/giveaways/d1c82f5e-9b43-11ed-8c5e-b712215e57d9

PURCHASE FOR 99 CENTS

Universal Book Link: https://books2read.com/u/bQN2lZ

Available at Amazon, Apple, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, ScribD, Smashwords

What’s your most exciting sexual fantasy?

Okay, maybe you’re not gonna say – but think about it for a moment. What makes it exciting? Is it something you’re convinced you’ll never have an opportunity to realize? (i.e., impossible, for you). Or is it something you could do, but it’s taboo – frowned upon, forbidden, a trip to the dark side, highly disapproved of.

If you selected “forbidden,” then our just-released short story providing a virtual visit to a Las Vegas swing club may be exactly what you’re looking for. Most of the general public (anywhere between fifty and sixty percent) highly disapproves of any non-monogamous sex.

We’re not saying anyone should or shouldn’t participate in the swing lifestyle – but we are saying that all of us are free to fantasize about whatever turns us on, and that’s what we like to write about. All of the fifty novels and novellas we’ve published feature explicit sex scenes – scenes we hope feed your fantasies. It turns out that over three fourths of our books feature multiple partners of one type or another – threesomes, foursomes, swinging, polyamory. Tantalizing? We hope! Forbidden? By many, yes – but all the more exciting for that reason.

We wrote Swingers Light Up Vegas to offer a taste of the forbidden fruit to be found in the swing lifestyle. Our fictional swingers are pretty typical – many women who swing are bisexual and view swinging as a safe, discreet place to connect with other women. The fact that it can be a turn-on for their spouses only increases the eroticism.

We hope this brief taste will bring you back for more!

Déjà vu, all over again.

Ginger wasn’t sure if the thought was part of her dream or part of her waking up, but it made her smile. Her full-body stretch confirmed she had some aching muscles—not really sore, but a soft ache that brought back steamy memories. What a night!

She finally opened her eyes to the sight of Dan holding out a hot mug of coffee. If the scent had awakened her, she had no memory trace.

Dan settled in next to her on the bed, a broad smile on his face that she knew mirrored her own. “What a treat,” she said, “to watch you with Lai last night. She sure is a cracker jack. High energy—wonder if she’s insatiable.”

“Pretty close, I’d say. I’m so glad they want another round before we leave. If we do decide to buy a condo here, it looks like the swinging scene is pretty promising. And you’ve gotta know how much I loved watching you and Lai together. You two were so in sync.”

“I do know.” Ginger snuggled a bit closer and clasped Dan’s free hand with her own. “When we started this adventure, it was mostly so I could act on the bi identity I’d finally become aware of. I had no clue how much watching me with another woman would be a turn-on for you, too.”

ABOUT THE AUTHORS 

Adriana Kraft is the pen name for a married pair of retired professors writing erotic romance and erotic romantic suspense together. We like to think we’ve broken the mold for staid, fusty academics, and we hope lots of former profs are enjoying life as much as we are. We believe that love is love is love, and we often feature bisexual women and ménage in our erotic romance stories. Together we have published more than fifty erotic romance novels and novellas to outstanding reviews.

During our academic careers, we lived in many states across the Midwest. We love to travel, so when we retired, we sold our house and took off in our motor home across the country. We now make our home in southern Arizona, where we enjoy hiking, golf, and travel, especially to the many Arizona Native American historical sites.

We’ve featured the swing lifestyle in a number of our erotic romance stories. We penned this short story to give readers a quick taste of swinging – erotically charged, always, and a safe place for bisexual women to express the full range of their sexuality. We’ve written an entire series of novellas set in the lifestyle, entitled Swinging Games. We hope you’ll check them out! And as always, reviews are the lifeblood of romance authors, so we hope you’ll leave one for us.

Website: https://adrianakraft.com

Blog: https://www.adrianakraft.com/blog

Newsletter: free download of our erotic romance novella Cherry Tune-Up for signing up.

Twitter https://twitter.com/AdrianaKraft

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/adriana.kraft.5

Facebook Fan Page https://www.facebook.com/AdrianaKraftAuthor

Amazon Author Page https://www.amazon.com/author/adrianakraft

GoodReads https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1578571.Adriana_Kraft

Instagram https://www.instagram.com/kraftadriana/

BookBub https://www.bookbub.com/authors/adriana-kraft  

Extasy Books Page https://www.extasybooks.com/adriana-kraft

Cover Reveal: Swingers Light Up Vegas by Adriana Kraft @AdrianaKraft #EroticRomance #SwingLifestyle

*** Cover Reveal ***

Swingers Light Up Vegas

by

Adriana Kraft

I am so excited about this cover from Veridian Rose Graphics for our upcoming release! My husband and I, who write together under this pen name, created a (very) short story to give our readers a sample of the highly charged erotic world enjoyed by a fictional mid-life couple in the swing lifestyle. Swingers Light Up Vegas will be released on January 30, and pre-order will be available later this week.

On our last trip to Las Vegas, we scoured the city for photos and adventures we could gift to those characters, hoping one of the pics could be used on our cover.

Did our cover artist use them?

No, but it wasn’t her fault.

We’d told her we wanted two things on the cover: something sexy, and something that anchored the cover explicitly in Las Vegas.

So even though all the photos say “Vegas” to me, none of them really scream it for anyone else. The fabulous High Roller LINQ? Lots of cities have those by now, and a nighttime shot says nothing about which city it is. Ditto a Lazy River. Pick a tropical setting anywhere (or even just a relatively warm one), and lots of resorts sport them. The view from the Stratosphere? We actually didn’t even send her that one; it does picture the famous strip, but from such a distance that it’s not distinctive. And the same with the view out our 8^th floor window. It gave us lots of pleasure, every night, to watch the sun set over the south end of the strip, but the photo isn’t identifiably Vegas. You can catch all those photos at https://wp.me/p9O7pv-336

Valerie June Bondarenko of Veridian Rose Graphics is the artist we approached to create our cover. She began by offering us several “sexy” photo options to consider, and both Hubs and I were immediately drawn to the shot with a window, roses in a vase, and a partially clad female torso wearing black lace. Perfect. The swing lifestyle is focused on women and what women want; men may love to ogle, but women call the shots. We think our cover gives her the power to beckon, and the power to say no.

Next question: what to put in the window? That’s where we’d thought the High Roller LINQ could go, but it didn’t really work, and it would still have left us with the question of how to convey Vegas. Valerie came up with the idea of the iconic Las Vegas welcome sign in the window, and when we got the draft, we both said “wow.” It’s perfect.

Next dilemma: the window-roses-black lace pic wasn’t the right dimensions for a cover, and anyway we still needed placement for the title and author. We were clueless, but Valerie came up with the dark red lace on black borders top and bottom. This is why she's the artist.

Last issue: font for title and author. We thought about neon lights – we think she’s captured that spirit in the title font and colors. Plus it’s a fun touch that “light up” actually lights up the title. And who doesn’t love seeing their name in big bold letters?

So yes, we signed off on her first complete cover draft immediately and are thrilled we did. We highly recommend her:

Veridian Rose Graphics

BLURB

Swingers Light Up Vegas

What happens in Vegas…

Swingers Brett and Jen head to Las Vegas to celebrate Jen’s fiftieth birthday. Through their friends back home, they’ve scored a free week at a posh Vegas resort condominium. They fill their days with every iconic Las Vegas experience they can dream up. But by night? They’re determined not to leave Vegas without sampling what it has to offer in the erotically charged swing lifestyle. A Vegas swing club beckons – will it live up to their fantasies?

BOOK INFO

Genre: Erotic Romance, Bisexual, Later in Life

Release Date: January 30, 2023

Length: 5K words

Price: 99 cents

BUY LINK

Pre-order coming soon at https://books2read.com/

ABOUT ADRIANA KRAFT 

Adriana Kraft is the pen name for a married pair of retired professors writing erotic romance and erotic romantic suspense together. We like to think we’ve broken the mold for staid, fusty academics, and we hope lots of former profs are enjoying life as much as we are. We believe that love is love is love, and we often feature bisexual women and ménage in our erotic romance stories. Together we have published more than fifty erotic romance novels and novellas to outstanding reviews.

During our academic careers, we lived in many states across the Midwest. We love to travel, so when we retired, we sold our house and took off in our motor home across the country. We now make our home in southern Arizona, where we enjoy hiking, golf, and travel, especially to the many Arizona Native American historical sites.

AUTHOR LINKS

https://linktr.ee/AdrianaKraft

NØT Safe For Sunday Snippet : Enjoy the opening scene from Sin Bin #priest #eroticromance #taboo #NotSafeforSunday #Adult +18 #excerpt

Sacred & Profane

When Daunté Bennifetto left home to attend seminary school, he never intended to return to the small town he’d grown up in. But it would seem God had other plans.

After Father Eton’s sudden death, Daunté finds himself in charge of his childhood parish and all of its parishioners, including Camillah Lima, the woman he can’t seem to forget. And true to form, the wild and spirited girl he remembers hasn’t changed a bit, headlining at a club as an exotic dancer.

When Daunté runs into Mrs. Lima—Camillah's disapproving mother—she begs him to intervene in her daughter's life, perhaps setting her back on the path to righteousness. Because of their sordid past, he knows he should stringently refuse, yet he can't seem to stay away. Night after night, Father Bennifetto finds himself worshiping at Cam’s feet, in a club appropriately named, The Sin Bin.

Author Note: Sin Bin was formerly featured in the Sacred & Profane Anthology

X-rated Excerpt:

Chapter One

“Don’t you want to come inside me?” Camillah panted as she straddled his lap. “Just once before you give your life to God, don’t you want to know what it feels like to be inside me, Daunté?”

He shook his head in denial, but was already gripping her hips, guiding them. “God forgive me!”

Cam unzipped his jeans, and gasped. “Oh, Daunté, you’re so hard.”

When she feathered her fingertips over his throbbing tip, he almost bucked her from his lap.

“This one time…please,” she begged, “it’ll have to last us a lifetime.”

Again, she reached for him, but he gripped her wrist. One touch and he’d never make it inside her sweet, ripe pussy.

Still in her clothes from dance class, she lifted the short filmy skirt giving him a glimpse of the pristine white bodysuit beneath. His gaze went straight to the sleek triangular swatch between her legs.

Eagerly, he dragged his hand between her thighs. His fingertips caught the row of snaps on her leotard.

“Pull ’em, Daunté,” she dared breathlessly while rocking her hips invitingly.

He tugged on the material—that last thin barrier between them—and with three small pops, his fingers met her soft flesh. “Uhhh, Cammie.”

She swatted his hand out of the way, and lowered her center of gravity, then she rubbed her pussy against his aching erection. Her juices coated his length, creating the most decadent sensation.

“I can’t stand it, Cam.”

She reared up. He held his cock straight, and as she descended, he plunged...

* * * *

Father Daunté Bennifetto collapsed against his pillows, gasping for breath. Sweat covered his thrumming body. Warm sticky ejaculate streaked his palms.

It wasn’t exactly how it had happened. His mind had fine-tuned the memory over time, and his lascivious imagination had filled in the rest. That one sexual encounter was supposed to expunge his wicked urges, but it had done the opposite and only whet his appetite for more.

Rolling out of bed, he immediately went to the bathroom.

Disgusted with himself, he stared at his reflection in the mirror as he scrubbed his hands clean. His thick dark hair was uncharacteristically tousled and the layer of coarse stubble covering his jaw leant him a sinister air. His eyes appeared almost black. Evil. Again his obscene desires had gotten the better of him.

He knew what he had to do.

Daunté strode back into the bedroom and knelt at the side of his bed. From under the mattress he dragged out the hardbound case. He depressed the latches, and opened the lid.

Warily, he hefted the discipline strap, testing the weight in his hand.

With a deep breath, he gained his feet, and faced the full-length mirror. He opened his stance and braced himself—for a different kind of release.

      He bowed his head and began to pray, as he snapped the end of the whip over his left shoulder with stinging precision. 

© H K Carlton

I hope you enjoyed the extract from Sin Bin. 

Go forth and have a sinful Sunday.

~ H K

Available at most outlets

SIN BIN

#99cents

Hot #99cent Deals! Enjoy this intriguing excerpt from Book 3 in the Lustful Possession Series, The Fall of Cairnnon Castle #timetravel #erotic

A seemingly harmless paranormal investigation sparks a series of haunting events that ultimately sends an international team of supernatural investigators to Ireland and to one of the most haunted destinations in all of Europe.

Travel Through Time and Unravel the Mystery of Cairnnon Castle 

Though this collection of short stories is predominantly dark erotic paranormal—at times verging on horror—it runs the gamut in sub-genres and eras—from contemporary to historical time-travel, and back again. Please note: the saga also incorporates both m/f and m/m couplings, plus some multi-partner interaction.

Part 1 - Meet Me in the Dark
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, contemporary, ghosts, possession)

Crishtin Davenport thought she was attending a simple Halloween event—a good scare to get the blood pumping. Little does she know her actions that night would unleash an ancient evil.

Part 2 - Dark Foursome
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, contemporary, ghosts, possession)

A foursome takes on a whole new aspect when a fledgling couple, is hijacked by two randy spirits, who then use their corporeal bodies to recapture the sexual pleasures they enjoyed while inhabiting the physical world.

The saga takes a sudden medieval time-travel twist in Part 3 - The Fall of Cairnnon Castle (m/f, time-travel, Ireland, historical, paranormal, dark erotic, verging on horror)

Caught in a cave-in, Scientist Neve Brádach, lies broken and dying, trapped inside the most haunted castle in Ireland with the infamous elemental, Bás a thagann. Neve is left defenseless to fight it and is forced to suffer a life that is not her own

Part 4 - Rising From the Darkness
(m/m, paranormal, erotic, contemporary)

U.S. paranormal investigators return to Ireland to commemorate the 25th anniversary of the Fall of Castle Cairnnon. But what they find instead might set the paranormal community on it’s collective ear.

Part 5 - Dark Seed
(paranormal, erotic, contemporary, m/f story with m/m interaction)

The supernatural investigators' astounding discovery at Cairnnon Castle, can only be described as a miracle. 

Or perhaps one blessing, is just another curse.

Part 6 - Bending Darkness
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, time-travel, historical)

The Cairnnon curse threatens to turn one woman's dreams of happily-ever-after into a hellish nightmare.

And Part 7 - Dark Defeat - The stunning conclusion to the Lustful Possession saga
(paranormal, dark erotic, time-travel, historical, an m/f story with f/f and m/f/f interaction)

Hell-bent on saving her children, a mother will stop at nothing to defeat the evil that stalks her family, or at the very least, she’ll die trying.

Evil never gambled on battling one pissed off mother!

Please be aware: This erotic paranormal collection of short stories contains both mf & mm pairings, & cliff-hangers. Installments must be read in order.

Enjoy an erotic excerpt from Lustful Possession Part 3 - 

The Fall of Cairnnon Castle  

Prologue

Cairnnon Castle, Ireland—The Present 

The earth underneath me quakes. The sky above me falls. It rains down on me. Pain explodes inside my head. My ribs break. I am crushed. 

A deafening rumble offends my ears. My body is tossed and crumpled, battered by debris. It goes on for an eternity. 

And then... 

Silence. Stillness. 

The pain is immense. Like nothing I’ve ever endured in my life. 

Oh, God! Please! I implore wordlessly. I cannot speak, scream, or moan. 

My eyes are closed. But beyond me, there’s brightness, so vivid I detect it through my closed eyelids. I try to open them, but none of my faculties are functioning. I am heavy. My lungs are burning. It hurts to even take shallow breaths. I concentrate on the unenviable task of simply inhaling in and out—an action I have obviously taken for granted all these years. The dust is choking me. I try not to cough. I will split apart if I do. My ribcage has already splintered with the weight upon me. 

A low hum begins. It is annoying, but as it goes on it becomes comforting, harmonious. 

As the fire in my chest subsides, I am lethargic, sleepy, and content. 

Stillness. 

I know what this is. It is elemental. Inevitable, from the moment we take our first breath. 

I wait for it... 

Death comes. 

~ 

I am in and out of consciousness. 

“Just come,” I whisper. Speaking is laborious, yet somehow it happens. “Just take me.” 

The incessant drone becomes vibration. 

I sense it, a presence. Above me. Surrounds me. Becomes me. 

The pain subsides by degrees. Warmth seeps into me. I sigh at the pleasure of it. I hadn’t realized I was so cold. 

Without words, it communicates with me. Death is one with me. 

“You enjoy that.” 

“Yes. Thank you.” My gratitude is profound. 

“You know what I am.” 

It is a statement. It is a part of me. It knows what I am thinking. 

I don’t need to articulate. “Yes.” 

“You are not afraid.” 

“No, you comfort me.” 

For a moment I sense confusion, and I am bewildered by it. It is not my uncertainty. It is illogical. Death would not emote. But my thought is distracted. 

The lovely heat spreads, radiating through every part of my broken body. 

“Ahhhh, that feels so good.” 

Everything in me tingles, from the top of my head right down to my feet. There is no pain. Not even my lungs hurt anymore. My inhalations become rapid instead of shallow. My blood rushes. I can hear it traveling through my veins. My pulse pounds in my head. My body throbs. My breasts tingle and my loins catch fire.

I squirm. My body tightens. The heaviness in my lower body is nothing but carnal. 

I am not even being touched, but I am being consumed and stimulated on every level. Mind, body and spirit. 

It fills me, inside and out. 

Unable to stop myself, I feel my hips list in that dance as old as time. I am going to come. 

“Onnhhh!” I am bombarded by one blissful, gutwrenching wave after another of exquisite, relentless pleasure. I want to weep at the intensity of it, but I am helpless. 

It has to stop, but I don’t want it to end. I thrash, uncontrollably experiencing an all-over body orgasm like nothing I’d ever experienced in life. Is this heaven? A powerful tug, deep inside, sends another round of sweet undulation through me. 

I cry out. 

“What am I, Nevaeh?” Death demands. 

I pant with my last breaths. 

“You! 

“Are! 

“Allll!”

Chapter One

Neve Brádach opened her eyes. She was floating outside her body, above herself, looking down through the rubble and ruin that just hours ago had been Cairnnon Castle. Centuries-old stones and debris lay on top of her broken body, but somehow, she managed to see through the layers to her physical form below.

Unbelievably, sadness at her own horrific demise was not her first concern.

“Neve! Neve! We’re coming! Don’t give up! I’ll get you out!” It was Arnie Rollison’s frantic voice. The team-leader and her mentor. The man she’d longed to work with for years was now digging desperately with his bare hands. Unguarded tears ran down his dirty cheeks, leaving trails.

She felt sorry for him. He sounded so adamant, so determined. As if he still had hope.

There were tons and tons of wreckage. Even if she were still alive—and she wasn’t convinced that she was—they’d never reach her in time.

Neve laid a hand on his shoulder. “Arnie. Stop, my friend.”

His head twitched, as if he’d heard her, and his frenetic actions ceased for a moment.

“I’m sorry, Neve. I’m so sorry!”

Without warning, she was jerked back inside her body. The pain was dull, not sharp like it had been in the beginning.

Shit! I’m not dead. But I’m goin’ to die in here. I’ve seen the devastation above me. 

Death was going to be long and arduous. “Come back to me,” she called Death. “Please come and take me.” But as she lay fading in and out of consciousness and time ticked by, she wasn’t sure if she begged Death to claim her permanently or for it to take her again and again as it had earlier. She longed for the carnal bliss that Death could provide. Her body tingled at the memory as the blackness once again enveloped her.

* * * *

Much later, the heavy equipment continued to dig above her, but she drifted out once more.

The next time she woke, the weight had been lifted from her chest. She opened her eyes, and to her astonishment, she was able to move her arms and legs. She looked down at her limbs.

“What am I wearing?” She let her fingers run over the unfamiliar fabric. “Where am I?” She searched the strange room. She blinked rapidly, confused. Who am I?

Her mind was blank, devoid of all memory.

Noise, like that of a large crowd reached her ears. Gaining her feet, she followed the sound, out of the room and down a hallway.

It seemed like a party. Everyone was in costume. Lit torches in sconces lined the wall, giving the entire area a dreamlike quality.

From nowhere, someone grabbed her. “There ya are. Where have ya been?”

Neve looked up at the man who stared down at her with deep intensity. Unable to stop her reaction, she gasped. He was the most incredible looking man she’d ever laid eyes on. Chiseled, rugged features. Striking, dark eyes. Strong chin. Tall. Muscular. He wore a crisp-looking white linen shirt, baggy trousers, and a blue and green checked sash.

He smiled, obviously sensing her attraction to him.

“Watch that smoulderin’ gaze, my sweet Nevaeh, or I will throw ya over my shoulder, with or without the vows, and take ya to my chambers and ravish ya until ya canna walk.”

Sounds good to me.

“Come. This is our celebration. Let us dance. I want nuthin’ more than to feel ya in my arms.”

He twirled her around and escorted her out onto the ballroom floor.

I hope you enjoyed the extract. 

Each book in the Lustful Possession Series is only .99¢ 

until May 31st over at eXtasy Books

Check out my eXtasy book page for lots of savings and more variety, including editor's choice, historical romance, The Devil Take You and reader's favorite, mafia romance, the Always Cambridge Series

I believe your stay in purgatory has only just begun…
 

Braelynn Galbraith wants peace for her beloved Scotland, marriage to her childhood sweetheart, and a house full of children. In that order. But evil incarnate in the form of Gard Marschand, turns her life inside out and destroys all hope of a decent marriage.

Known in the Highlands as the legendary devil, Gard Marschand, raids his way across Scotland and England amassing power and property in his malevolent wake. He will stop at nothing in his pursuit to regain what is lost—even conceal his true identity and associate with his enemies. His determination is all-consuming until he and his men, lay siege to Ross-shire and one feisty Scottish lass obliterates his single-minded purpose.

Can Gard abandon his deep-seated need for revenge for a love that just might save his rotten soul? Or will he succumb to the demons that hound him and surrender to the devil within? 

Check out The Devil Take You on Sale @ eXtasy Books

Always Cambridge - Saga, Romantic Suspense, Love Triangle, Mafia Romance, Sex & Violence

Caught up in a bitter blood feud with a rival crime family and unable to bear the violence that claimed her mother, Holly embarks on an epic journey of love, loss and life-altering choices, only to discover a truth she's feared all along... Mob life is forever

On Sale @ eXtasy Books

Sin Bin – priest, erotic romance, taboo, sacred & profane  

Father Daunté Bennifetto suddenly finds himself in charge of his childhood parish and all of its parishioners, including Camillah Lima, the woman he can’t seem to forget. True to form, the wild girl he remembers hasn’t changed a bit, headlining at a strip club. Night after night, Father Bennifetto finds himself worshiping at Camillah’s feet, in a club appropriately named, The Sin Bin. 

~ Sin Bin is now FREE at Smashwords until May 31st

If You Can’t Handle the Heat – erotic, romance, dubious consent, light bdsm

An unlikely couple is brought together as celebrity judges on a reality-based cooking show. When Chef Sesto Théodore meets erotic author Syn Fully—personalities clash, sparks fly, and morals go up in smoke. Getting together would be a recipe for disaster, but hot sex with no-strings couldn’t hurt. At least not until real feelings get involved. Somebody’s about to get burned! 

~ If You Can’t Handle the Heat is also FREE at Smashwords until May 31st

Swap – forbidden love, erotic romance, be forewarned this story contains infidelity

Hailey Hollinger has it all—a great husband, a fantastic career, good friends… and one hot brother-in-law who won’t stay out of her fantasies 

~ Fan fave SWAP is 60% off over at Smashwords

 

In the Flesh – ff, lesbian, les fic, erotic romance, organized crime

Assigned the unenviable task of taking down the untouchable Travino crime family, undercover ATF Agent Kate Benson is thrown into the seedy underworld of organized crime. Posing as Vivienne, Kate meets exotic dancer Carly… In The Flesh

#99cents  @  Pride Publishing and Amazon