Perfect Love

“See that you do, Haley, or next time we’ll take our pleasure and youwon’t come.” He lay back on the wide leather couch, his cock glisteningwith her saliva and his pre-cum, and Haley managed to nod and nodagain, telegraphing her own desperate need. Warren heaved up from the chair, his sweaty skin pulling away from theleather with a sucking sound. He lifted her easily, still speared on his cock,and walked to the couch. Haley fought for breath as his arms gripped hermiddle like a vise. It felt like he was up between her shoulder blades. “Goddamn it, Gordon! I’m going to leave half my hide in this room. Youand your leather.” He knelt by Gordon’s hip despite his complaint and lowered Haley overhis friend, who reached up to position her. There was no gentle glide, noslow penetration. Gordon pulled her straight down onto him, and Warren’s