It was a long fucking night, and not the good kind…except for the part with Mary, because I could have spent a thousand long nights with her. Which means I’m going straight to hell. Thirty-six-year-old men like me have no business wanting to see a college student’s pussy. Wanting to lick and rub her until she’s wet and mewling, wanting to split her legs open and mount her. Wanting to fuck and thrust and grind until she’s come so many times under me that she’s forgotten her name—and her fake name. And now I’m hard, which is great, just fucking great.
