“Looks like we’re going to have to postpone our date,” she added matter-of-factly. Porn sex I knelt by the side of the bed for a minute, balancing the two cans of beer on the serving tray. What a wimp!”
“Well, at least he’s a rich wimp!” Monica laughed. I sat dejectedly at a table in the back of the bar and watched Monica and Randy play darts all night. I loved her so much, with all my heart and soul – but to her I wasn’t even in the room. I hadn’t heard from her in over a week and I was thrilled to hear her voice. “Make him squeal like a pig.”
Finally, after more than 100 strokes, I heard Monica moan, “Okay, Randy, goddamn it, I can’t stand it any more. While Monica reclined on the bed, her chin propped up in her hands and a wane smile on her face, Randy laid into me, one after another. Randy showed no mercy tonight, either. Every time Randy would hit her “spot,” she would gasp out loud and bury her face in his chest.
