Paul can really write, when he gets off his lazy backside. It had a good plot, so that everything that happened fitted in and kind of made sense and s...emed pretty much inevitable. You could, in a weird way, believe it, even though you could also believe that it was a kind of dark wet dream. It had pace, and dialogue, and wit, and drama, and shape – I really liked it as a piece of fiction. But what it had most of was sex. Lots of sex. The lead guy got it on with five different women in what was. “Fuck, this is going to be tight”, Tyler said. Then Alex forgot all about the cock held in her mouth when a new pain tore through her body. Tyler pushed the head of his cock in. The saliva and little bit of cum from Mitch making it go in with smooth friction. It felt like her skin was ripped open and Alex screamed into a cock, but it came out gurgled and muffled. Tyler was feeling how tightly her ass gripped and squeezed his cock. The way her muscles tried to prevent him from going deeper. He. The girl’s body moved like a serpent and her legs clamped down on either side of the slut’s head. She closed her eyes for brief moments, her lips were parted in continued moans and her pussy throbbed with want. Her eyes opened to see Daddy walking towards her from across the room. He undid his belt and held it in his hand as he approached his girl who was still squirming away. She looked up at him through her messy hair and placed a hand on his thigh, squeezing it gently with affection. Daddy. I bite my lip and look out over the edge of the boat. The water just underneath my feet, your arms around me, and still wondering if I will sink when I take the leap. I sigh, standing against you, in silence, staring out into the now slightly lit sky as dawn begins to break. A gust of wind whooshes past, and suddenly, my white tank top with my wool sweater over my tight jeans and high heels just aren’t enough to keep me warm. I shiver and you hold me closer, whispering ‘cold my dear?’ I nod,.