“Coffee, right?” he murmured walking into the kitchen. “And you thought you’d correct yourself…oh…” she replied, looking at her watched...she cooed, “…twenty minutes later?” “I had to think, didn’t I?” he returned, coffee in hand. “It’s not that I don’t want you to,” she sighed into the mug. It was hot to drink but she found herself always taking deep breaths when hot coffee was around, the aroma always caught her senses. “I know, but you just want the lay, I get it.” “It’s not that!” she. She turned and caught him staring at her she blushed slightly as if reading his mind and gave him a shy smile as she bit her lower lip, bringing her hand up from the steering wheel she let her fingers trace down the line of buttons, the top two fell undone revealing the outline of her cleavage looking up her coy smile let him know she needed to be fuckedPulling off the motorway the car weaved through narrow lanes, her skin tight jeans outlining long toned thighs, he ran his hand from her knee. More

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