Well, hello there. It's good to see you again. My name is Jack, also known as the Grey Knight. Things are going right along with the project, and well, there's not much of an introduction this episode, because the content, it's great. It speaks for itself. And so I'd like to get right on

into it. Would you like to join me? I do want to give a little bit of a prelude, hitting that play

button and then having everything get started right away. Well, that can be a little bit intimidating.

But when you have an excerpt like we have coming up right away, well, that can be a little bit intimidating. But when you have an excerpt like

we have coming up right now, well, you just want to read it, and you just want to hear it.

From Gianna Darling, here comes an excerpt from enthralled.

I'd thought you'd left. He fumed quietly as he fell to the muddy blanket of poppies at my feet

and caught my ankle. He dragged me forward under my hips, slid up over his thighs,

and then used the pocket-knife he produced

from his riding jacket to rend a hole in the center of my trousers. He fisted both hands in the

fabric and tore it clean in two, so that the rain beat down on my white panties and turned them

sheer. I thought you'd run away, but you'd have to know, Topolina.

I'd never let you go without saying goodbye. He promised huskily, and then his body was pressing me

into the wet grass and blooms as he ravaged my mouth. There was no finesse in the way he snapped my underwear

with his fingers and pulled his breeches down just enough to free the angry length of his cock.

There was only animal urgency and primal instinct to mate. I clawed at his shoulder as he found

my wet cunt and thrust inside, biting my neck as hard as he pounded into me.

I knew the mark he left would bloom red as the poppies trampled beneath us and just as soon gone.

I wanted him to plant poppies all over my skin with his hands and teeth so that I bloomed, like an entire field of flowers, more alive than I'd ever been before.

As he did bite me, my neck, my shoulders, the exposed skin of my chest, and even my thumb, when I brought it to his lips.

He fucked me hard like a barbarian claiming the spoils of

war, and I loved every moment of his inflexible body driving mine into the dirt. There was something

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