"It's just one drink" he said, "What could it hurt"? I took his left hand and eased it down the front of my pants in the bar. He could feel how hot and wet she was. He rammed one of those penis size fingers up into her fire burning pussy.
“He fell on to my hand” - but the impact of my face hitting the floor, blackening my eye and breaking my nose, led to a night in a cell and her having to look after me.
Jerry is a budding author of erotica who cannot understand why he gets such bads reviews. Then one day he recieves his first ever piece of fanmail and soon all his dreams will be coming true.