Bryan's Girlfriend
Julie Jaret
"I'd finally fallen asleep after sheet-wrestling alone for the third night in a row. It's not that I can't keep myself occupied. I've got a rich imagination and I'm not afraid to use it. But nothing else feels like his mouth on me and my own fingers are too smooth and small to fill me like his. So I didn't even mind when, in the wee hours, something cool and bumpy rasped my nipples awake through my old wife-beater tank."

