Her name is Michelle. And he doesn’t talk. Hindi sex I think at first maybe she’s Scandinavian, or British. Manoeuvring myself between her wide open thighs, I slip my hands around behind her tight little buttocks and try to lift her up. I can see that they recognise me. My nerves tighten and begin to hum. I blame that book really for getting me into this state. If they’re naked on a beach, it’s not so easy for them to hide a pumped up penis. Vas-y!” – come on! Seminal fluid is running from my cunt and down my legs; I am soaked everywhere, I’m whacked, well and truly fucked. Jean-Marie grabs my arm and spins me around, and before I know it, he pulls down my rolled up skirt, throws it away onto the
