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PAWG Monday: Sports Wedgie Edition

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“God damn!” “Dipped in suga!” “Here snow bunny bunny!” Passion shot phony smiles to the dogs gawking and barking her way. But internally she was a wreck. A ball of tightly wound madness ready to implode. Aimlessly, she roamed the club premises in search of a decent customer worth wasting her time on. Normally, Passion was highly adept at deciphering the ballers from the tight-wads. Unfortunately, that baller crowd typically didn't pour in until midnight on Saturday evenings, and with the clock barely pushing past 10:30 pm, she wasn't sure if she could hold out that long. “Dicking away, the moments that make up a dull day,” Passion twisted the lyrics to one of her favorite Pink Floyd songs when she felt something tug at her shorts. “Excuse me,” spoke a man sitting alone at a booth. Passion turned with a scowl, ready to tell him where to stick it. “Can you find me a bartender or perhaps take my order again?” The man was polite, but apparently took Passion for the friendly, multi-tasking type. “Who took your order?” The man looked behind him, shifting his view to the bar. “Um, I believe it was the young lady talking to that gentlemen over there.” Passion saw the bartender, Jennifer, chatting it up with Black, a regular whom she claimed to be her next baby daddy. Observing the frenetic flapping of her co-worker's gums, she realized ole boy would probably be waiting for a while on that drink. “Don’t worry,” Passion said with a manufactured smile. “I’ll take care of it.” When asked by others to tend bar, she often responded by letting them know that shit wasn't in her job description. But tonight, an evening so strange you might think it was a full moon burning bright in the dark sky, she said “fuck it” and decided to play nice. At the very least, she could squeeze a tip out of the white collared man who looked more dapper than Dan himself. “Thank you very much,” he said with gratitude, his Latin accent making its presence known for the first time. “Okay, I’ll have a French Kamikaze. Light ice, please.” “French Kamikaze!” Passion perked up at the familiar tune. “That’s my favorite drink! My favorite bar drink, I should say. I’ll be right back with your order.” Passion walked away feeling like a bumbling, naturally blonde moron, hoping she hadn't ruined her tip ... 𝗗𝗶𝗱 𝗣 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗶𝗽? 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝘂𝗴'𝘀 𝗣𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁! https://www.amazon.com/Thugs-Passion-Contel-Br…/…/B00JD0MFT2

I heard it's Shameless Self-Promotion Sunday. Now go buy Thug's Passion and tell the world what you think about it. GO! https://www.amazon.com/Thugs-Passion-Conte1l-Bradford-ebook/dp/B00JD0MFT2

#assoftheday #lesbian

This book has actually been getting positive feedback lately. Now if we can roll that feedback into some Amazon reviews that would be just TOO SWEET! https://www.amazon.com/Fetish-Dictionary-Kinks-thru-ebook/dp/B07MP3QBJS/

“You gonna stay back there and stare, or you gonna do somethin’ to make me feel good?”

“I could’ve been a stripper you know,” Meka blurted over the music, still snapping and vibrating. She then turned her attention to Jacob. “Would you make it rain for me on the stage?” Silence. “You hear me talkin’ to you, boy.” She intentionally bumped Jacob with her powerful backside, knocking his elbow off the arm of the chair. “What? Man, Meka ... damn. I don’t even know what you talkin’ bout.” “Yeah you do. I saw you lookin’!”

PAWG Monday: Creep Edition

PAWG Monday: Isla Dawn Edition

“Lemme get this straight,” Meka started. “We been together for almost five years, just moved into this apartment to start a new life, and you want me to fuck your brother? Just outta nowhere?” Hot in Here: The Remix ... it's kinda like that ... https://www.amazon.com/Hot-Here-Remix-Contel-Bradford-ebook/dp/B00E8HMOAU/r

“Lemme get this straight,” Meka started. “We been together for almost five years, just moved into this apartment to start a new life, and you want me to fuck your brother? Just outta nowhere?” 😲 .....😎 https://www.amazon.com/Hot-Here-Remix-Contel-Bradford-ebook/dp/B00E8HMOAU

PAWG Monday: Plugged Edition

Miraculously, The Fetish Dictionary offends yet another reader ... and in record time. Peep game: "First off, let me state you are a talented writer. Your introduction was right on target. It pulled me in, and I was taken with Connor. He was relatable and your subject of Katrina had me wanting more. Then came Audrey. I really liked her character. She was real. And your voice as an author flowed nicely. Just the perfect mix of dialogue and narrative. Then came the shock factor. I can see why you asked now if I would review erotica. Contel, I cannot believe I am saying this, but I am going to pass. I thought it was going to be something else. I watch HBO. I watch Showtime. I loved Ray Donovan. The language I can take. But the misconception that women actually enjoy sexual relations in this manner is not true to life. Certain parts of our anatomy are off limits. I wish you well in your mission of writing erotica. If you ever decide to take a breather from the throbbing and the… and decide to lighten up the story a bit, please consider rewriting this story in a way that is real. You could be a best-selling author. You are that good. Remember to include compassion as well as the passion. I saw a glimpse of it with Connor in the Intro. I know you can do it." Fuckin' hilarious. If you're not a Karen, Susan, or Linda, you might actually enjoy this book, so check it out! https://www.amazon.com/Fetish-Dictionary-Kinks-thru-ebook/dp/B07MP3QBJS

The lovely Lillian Garcia.

PAWG Monday: Wet Wedgie Edition

#anal

Sometimes I think these are cool. Other times it's like, "Whateva. Ya mutha." #datcameltoedoe https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sbK_TZpObWE&feature=youtu.be

PAWG Monday: Bikini Booty Edition