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I must have given myself away somehow because Drew seemed to know that I was just about at the end of my tether. His arms suddenly reached for me, grabbed me, crushed me against him, and he was rolling over, hammering into me good and fast. That was all it took and it was climax time again, ripping into me and leaving me stunned.
It was a consolation to me that Drew looked exhausted. I patted myself on the back over that. He pointed to my clothes that were back on the coffee table.
"Your clothes are dry," he told me, "and the rain has stopped. I guess you'll be on your way?"
I nodded, hurrying to get dressed. Really, he didn't think I was going to stick around and risk being molested again, did he?
As I hurried home I wondered what I should say to my husband. I'd have to explain about being caught short by the thunderstorm and taking shelter on a veranda while it blew over. I didn't think I'd need to bother him with other petty details. Why worry him?
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 6 years agoIt's a strange t-shirt that buttons down the front.
Anonymousover 6 years agoI must say I really enjoined the story, This is the first story of yours i have seen two male's I must say it was quite good.
Because of your writing i have started to spank my love and now she loves it thank you .
Anonymousover 6 years agoI hate stories where the woman is just a complete fucking idiot, so stupid.
Anonymousover 6 years agoOne of your better stories. Actually erotic. Descriptive.Enjoyable to read. British humor. No female could be that naïve [sp ?]
Anonymousover 6 years agoShower works when she gets home...
The house here (North America) means "the house"
and my house means "my house".
