Chapter 94

“No way. My dad’s a policeman. He drummed it into me from an early age that I’d never allow anyone to drink and drive.

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Waking up the next morning alongside Natalie, Paul was glad he’d stayed over. They’d settled in frontof the TV, but soon grew less interested in the late night movie, and more interested in each other. When Natalie had suggested they take things upstairs, Paul had made no objection. What had begun with kissing, soon became heavy petting, and then a frenzy of fumbling fingers as each had struggled to undress the other without unlocking their lips, until, at last, Natalie had reached down and took hold of his cock, which long ago had lengthened and thickened.

One thing had led to another, and after Natalie had covered Paul’s sex in latex, he had entered her soft yielding moistness.