‘You’re a lot more fun when you’re drunk,’ she purrs. ‘Definitely,’ I agree. I nip at that irresistible lower lip of hers, then slur, ‘But Sober Zach was pretty fun last night.’ ‘I don’t remember him being fun in the slightest,’ she says between kisses. I tighten my grip on her hip and thrust up into her. Dry humping is the best pastime on the planet. ‘That’s not very nice,’ I croon. ‘Sober Zach made you come very fucking hard by licking that delicious pussy of yours. I’d call that pretty fun.’ She stiffens and pulls away. Faint alarm bells ring in my head. What the—? Oh, bollocks. ‘What do
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