Chapter One: The Poet's Words The picturesque beauty of Shorehaven was displayed again in all of its glory as the sun shone down brightly on the glorious metropolis. The golden ball soaked the city in its usual bathing light; a warmth just right for being outdoors. The heat of the day was not as oppressive as some of the summer days had been. It seemed perfect for what Claire Nichols had in mind, as she continued to throw...

The fire in Claire's body wouldn't be denied. And with strength fuelled by lust, she pushed Tony's hands back and rolled over so that she lay on top of him. Kissing him deeply, she held his hands down by his head as she rocked her hips back and forth. Breaking the kiss, Claire began to kiss down Tony's neck. Her lips travelled on down his hard chest to his stomach then back up, before she sat up and stared down at him lus...

Claire didn't know, and didn't really care, how long she had been riding Tony's amazing cock. All she knew was that every minute she felt more full and more amazing as she rode him for all she was worth. Her throat was dry from moaning and groaning, and she could feel her body getting tired from how long, and how hard and fast, she had been screwing herself on Tony's unbelievable rod. If only she had known how incredible...