Josh sucked in his breath sharply He didn't want to enjoy Carla's s*x, he wanted to shove her off him and punch Ralph in the nose... yet something about her earnest nibblings held him fast. You're thinking with the head of your d**k, again, he berated himself, simultaneously ramming the full length of his meaty girth in between Carla's mobile lips. Blame the alcohol, he told himself, in a moment of clarity. Damned champagne's driven both of us crazy! If Janna weren't drunk she'd know that wasn't me licking her p***y! Christ, I'm hardly a pound overweight-she had to feel the difference in physiques.
Carla's tongue, with a nerve-tingling lick on the outstroke, was making the head throb as though his heart was beating inside it, and he watched hypnotically, fascinated by the sounds of Janna
