Best 4 quotes of E. J. Wood on MyQuotes

As I pull down my dress the sudden realisation that I have just brutalised my own twat in the company of others places me in the most perplexing situation that I have ever found myself in.

I'd eat your face like a pack of jackals eating their stolen spoils.

I have romanticised you to the point where the knives you pressed into my skin began to look like cupids arrows.

That's because you have couture bollocks.