And Sharon didn’t care if she’d never got the imprint of a damp brick wall on her arse again. There wasn’t that much severance pay, and the girl... hadn’t saved that much. Night clubs and booze didn’t come that cheap. But they had credit cards and from the sums they did, it all seemed affordable at a pinch. The girls didn’t bother packing any underwear. Well, they wouldn’t have done so anyway. It was tempting not to bother bringing any clothes at all, because no one in the brochure pictures ever. The sound of slapping throughout the air with their moans joining it. Their lips clashing with one another. His back rippled with movement. Thrust after glorious thrust. His weight was on top of her. He was always on top and she loved the feeling. He then slammed inside of her harshly. Burying deep inside her. She moaned to stop herself from screaming out in pain and pleasure. Two things that often go with one another. She was going to be sore tomorrow but she didn't care. He drove himself. More

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