THIRTY-THREE
It took Gaia three days of squirming discomfort before she admitted to herself that she wanted to see Jay again. She'd spent hours watching the resort's adult movie channels, but she was still no wiser about what Jay really wanted. It's not like she could ask him. What if he said he wanted o******x? She'd watched a dozen different women pleasuring the men in the movies with their mouths, and if she wasn't put off by the idea before that, she was thoroughly disgusted now. All that flesh and fluid and...how did they fit all that in their mouths without choking? What if it tasted awful? Or he hadn't washed? And the hair... Jay wasn't the sort of man to wax it all off, that she already knew. What if she got pubic hair in her teeth? She almost retched at the thought.
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