Dare I say she even looked slightly nervous. Blowjob porn I just. …I want you.”
“Have you been drinking since I left,” I asked, just to be cautious. “1:30 am. I sat in the public gallery taking notes and thinking about Emma. “I’m sorry I seem to be eating all your food but I’ve barely eaten a thing since breakfast. I could smell her intoxicating perfume, see every strand of hair and every tiny detail on her face. That was rude of me,” she said. “Don’t worry, I’m completely sober now,” she replied with a mischievous smile. Her hair was a mess and got in both of our faces as our lips touched. I looked at her carefully for a moment and realised she was tapping her foot on the floor furiously and simultaneously tearing apart a napkin.
