“I’m proposing a trade. Something I want for something I’ve no doubt you’ll want.” Paolo wasn’t wasting time on chit-chat. He wasn’t trying to warm her up for any restoration of sexual favours. This was business.
“And what exactly is it you want then?” Sofia asked coldly.
“Well it’s not your body. I think you already know what I’m after.”
“I think maybe I do, but I just can’t put my finger on it!” she replied, tauntingly. “But whatever makes you think I would trade it?”
“I don’t, until you see what’s in my hand?”
“Your cock maybe, Paolo?”
Drew Martyn 11 months ago
Harsh, but it wouldn't surprise me! I know I've said it before but I'll say it again, thoroughly enjoying this ride Neville, where the f's it going to go next I wonder?
Neville Hunt 11 months ago
Thanks Drew, I’m afraid I’m in the same boat as you. I still have no idea how it will resolve itself. I have some ideas, but haven’t decided yet. Sounds daft I know, but it certainly keeps me on my toes!
Drew Martyn 10 months ago
And us as readers! Don't have any doubts about it, though, what you've done so far has been great and it will continue that way, I'm sure!