‘Lately I’ve had this fantasy of being in a threesome with Clay and Desmond. I’d love nothing more than to have Clay sinking into me from behind whilst my hands cling through Desmond’s hair as he hungrily assaults my lips with his and takes me from the front. Clay’s fingers would almost be bruising against my hips as their cocks sink inside me and the three of us would be sharing desperate, needy kisses as we tangle tongues and get reduced to nothing but a rutting, moaning mess against the wall.’