My flat was fuckin’ horrible. Xnxx tv It was kinda intimate takin’ stuff from the same paper bowl he was eatin’ out of. Maybe it was the dope, I dunno, but I just knew I had to get away. Each drag I took I could feel his spit on the joint. I started to move towards the door. I wanted him in me. “Nah. The surfin’ almost made up for everythin’. His voice was a bit deep, a bit gruff and it kinda did things to my stomach. Mattie took one look at my face and asked, “Everythin’ OK, Jamie?”
The ‘Jamie’ was too much. I just want somebody, ya know? Who knew when the fuck he’d be back? And though I loved women and fuckin’ women – that moment when you slide into a wet pussy has to be one of the best around – I didn’t want responsibility and all that stuff. I’d been surfin’ since before dawn, when the sea is glassy and clear. Suddenly I was rugby-tackled from behind and went straight down onto the lawn.
