Tears Of London

Industrial fuck

ERIN

Was I right ? I wonder in my brain.
The blond girl who was laying in my bed - Sarah, I think - started to spread her legs. She then grabbed my arm, and pulled me towards her. We kissed like I usually like. With the tongue. But I felt nothing.
Was I too mean with her ?
Sarah started to kiss my neck. Lick it.
Maybe I shouldn't be that mean.
She put her right hand on my jean, and the second one in my back.
Maybe I should call her to say sorry. And then, disappear of her life.
She was caressing my dick through my jean. But I was still feeling nothing.
No, it would be weird.
- Are you still with me ? Sarah asked, taking me out of my thoughts.
- Yes, baby. Just tired.
She had a sensual smile.
- I'm going to wake you up, she said. Just let me one minute...
But I was still feeling nothing.
All I was thinking about was Jo, and how I should have told her properly that I didn't want a relationship with her.
Sarah unbuttoned her bra before doing the same with her jeans. She was only wearing a red lace panty, that I slid slowly down her thighs until it fell to the ground.
We then had sex.
I wasn't feeling anything. She was doing it right, but I was simply not in it.
Of course, I felt the rush. The orgasm. But nothing else. No passion. No affection.
It was pure sex. Only sex.
It was kind of industrial, I may say.
After long minutes of silence, I straightened up and left. I heard Sarah calling, asking me where I'm going. But I know deep down she doesn't care.
I went in my room, my real one, that everyone here was calling the "secret room", as nobody excepted me was allowed to sleep in it.
I'm a kinda personal guy.
And I slept.
And dreamed about an angel that hit me on the road.