Sleep With Me Darling
The rain came down in a torrent, lightning filled the sky and thunder rumbled the old cottage. Helen couldn't sleep, she couldn't relax. As thoughts of being fucked by someone drifted through her mind, faces morphed into a series of men she'd had sex with. Gasping, her eyes flew open when the last had been Mark. "Mark was Helen's f******n year old" A delicious tingle between her legs and her suddenly hard nipples gave her an idea and she jumped out of bed before doubt could creep into her mind....