Amidst the blaring sirens of an ambulance rushing a man to the hospital, there was a couple undisturbed by the commotion. They were entangled in the complexities of their own lives, difficulties that were not well communicated because one was worried about the condition of the other.
"Will…," Ava's hoarse voice could only be faintly heard amidst the moans of the man entwined with her. "How about your fiancee?"
"I don't have one."
Everything happened so quickly. Ava didn't know why her mask had come off now. But that wasn't what concerned her when her sanity returned. She didn't know why she was now in one of the hotel rooms, lying naked on the bed, with William's head between her thighs. Naked as well.
The hot lips were squeezing Ava's red-swollen clit, extracting moans from the woman's lips. His two fingers were inside her hole, rubbing her g spot mercilessly.
"No!" Ava cried out. "I'm cum—"
