He reached out and cupped each breast. Porn “Well don’t worry on my account,” she said, settling back into the sofa. To Cathy, for all the world it felt like someone had released a fire hose. He returned to the centre of the room and offered her her glass. His wife Anna was away for a
few days on business and he was taking this opportunity for a completely
relaxing evening alone, where all his cares and worries – not that he could
think of any at that particular moment in time – could take a back seat. “Ooooh, I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming,” she cried, her breath coming in short, sharp ragged bursts.
