For some women two or even three isn't enough. Fortunately there are groups of men more than willing to oblige. Made To Share features the books Dinner For Four, Sharing Sabina, and Girl Talk.

Here's an excerpt from Sharing Sabina:

No sooner had she ended her question when the lights in the room dimmed and the sounds of, “Happy Birthday JC!” rang out. Sabina, wearing only a thick pink ribbon around her neck, came into the room carrying a birthday cake so large that it completely covered her entire front. Mark and Muffin were on her right, Paul and Roberto were on her left, and Jake brought up the rear. There was a single oddly shaped candle on the creamy yellow frosting that coated the cake and the flame wavered back and forth as we all began singing ‘happy birthday’ to JC.

“Do you like your present JC?” I asked, knowing damn well what the answer would be.

“You!” JC smiled. “You planned this all along didn’t you?”

“Hey, here’s looking out for you, kid!” I smiled back. “She’s a perky little thing, isn’t she?” I said to JC, motioning toward Sabina. I dipped my finger into the frosting of the cake, moved to Sabina and fed her the butter cream, carefully rotating each finger around her mouth.

I looked at JC. “Why don’t you come and taste your cake?”

The guys took a step back from JC’s gift and clapped their appreciation as she joined me to dine on Sabina. I watched as JC’s tongue flicked along Sabina like a snake, tasting the frosting bit by bit from her tenderness.

“Aren’t you going to have any?” JC released Sabina’s nipple from her mouth and asked me.

“She’s your present tonight. You enjoy,” I said, cupping Sabina’s butter cream coated breast and holding it for JC.

Again, JC’s tongue flicked back and forth, rotating round and round Sabina’s hardness, taking her entirely into her mouth, until there was nothing left. As JC released Sabina from her mouth, Sabina let out a soft, low moan, and a “Oh my god” escaped from her lips.

“Hey JC, aren’t you going to open your present?” Muffin asked. He knew exactly what he was saying. I’d already presented Sabina to JC naked except for the pink ribbon around her neck, so there was really nothing left to unwrap. But ‘open’, now, that was a different story.

“You boys mind helping me out?” JC asked the men, motioning them over to Sabina. As the guys approached her Sabina glanced over at me for direction. I nodded and gave her the ‘thumbs up’ sign, whispered ‘Enjoy yourself’ to her and with that she tilted her head back, eyes half closed, and let the four men grip her under her arms and legs and place her on the dining table that JC had cleared. . . .