It crashed over him in a spectacular explosion of pleasure and he felt his seed spurt deep inside her. He didn’t recognize Mei’s name or think much about it. It wasn’t like he asked for her number or anything. She fixed him with a fierce, intense gaze that contrasted sharply with the cuteness of the rest of her face and body. He didn’t recognize Mei’s name or think much about it. It’s kind of a re-try at my first series The Grateful Virus, but it’s unrelated, a different world with a different guy coincidentally named Jim being bred by a different virus. Huh?” His brain was overwhelmed by a wave of desire at the sight of their nude bodies and could not seem to form sentences. Who? Their hips ground subtly against the inflatable rafts they were straddling as they stared, panting, up at him, their eyes smoldering. Jim saw the email on his phone as he was almost back to the hotel. The joy filled him completely, leaving no room for fear, guilt, confusion, doubt.
