"Pushing deeper inside me, I couldn't breathe, as he grabbed my hips with force, pumping against my ass. Biting down on my bottom lip, while the pleasure continued. My knees weakened as our love-making turned into a raw inhibited lustful sex. Trying to straighten up my body, with the palm of his hand he bent me over, forcing my chin to nestle inside the slit of knees. It seemed like he would never stop drilling a deep hole inside of me, as my walls shook with violent vibrations. It amazed me how the men continued to walk up and dance with me, not having a clue or noticing my moans due to music and my screams blending in a loud harmony."

– Excerpted from Confessions of a Sex Therapist by Nyah Storm