A Bikini for her BirthdayChapter 9 Copyright
“I love how Saffie has one of your company emails,” purred Zann during ‘coffee break’ the next morning. I was lying over her on the airbed while my cock shrank inside her. It had almost recovered from Lizzie, but still I was grateful that Zann’s pussy is a bit less power-packed. “It gets forwarded to her Gmail anyway,” I puffed. “Still, it’s kind of distinctive, and cool: ‘[email protected]’. Miles better than a Gmail or whatever.” “Her Gmail’s [email protected],” I smiled. “That’s...