Oh, f**k, he exclaimed, and he was all over me.
Our activity level skyrocketed. It was relieving to discover that we had a taste for the gloomy things in life. His beat shifted from one of seduction and desire to one that was much more primitive.
He drove into me, and the lounge chair groaned and whined in protest, but I had to raise my voice to be heard above it. I couldn't have cared less if Carl looked away from me for a nanosecond.
I finally felt at ease asking the question that had been bothering me for weeks. What was the length of time you spent watching?
That amount of time was "enough to realize I could do it better."
Both of my eyes widened. Even though it was very improper, all of my bodily fluids raced to my core.
The look on Carl's face was one of complete power. Am I co
