Chapter 109 I Want To Fuck You
- Angie was a typical Wolverhampton girl. Loud, outgoing, with little sense of her own identity or of the world around her. She also happened to be attractive, voluptuous and a dirty slut. At the age of 28 she still hadn't quite shaken off the school nickname of "manhole" or the rumour of an improper relationship with a female games teacher. However, her long dark hair, pert tits, and large but firm ass never failed to attract attention. Especially when combined with tight fitting Lycra and a highly visible nipple ring.
- Angie had been seeing Phillipe for two weeks, a relationship longevity record that she was proud of. He was completely different from her normal boyfriends i.e. he had a brain. He was also very wealthy. In fact her very first memory of Phillipe was waking up on the back seat of his BMW 5-series. Naked and legs splayed to accommodate 9 inches of hard manhood, he withdrew at the last second to spray her tits and face with his hot jiz. Much to the delight of his two friends watching from the front.
- Phillipe, a Frenchman, moved to England in 1992 to take up his current position as the director of a large U.K company. His wife Chloe worked as a fashion editor for a top women's magazine and therefore spent much of her time in London. When together they enjoyed a highly charged sexual relationship, experimenting with fringe sexual practices, especially those that included a sense of danger. Chloe was olive skinned tall and slim. A sharp black bob framed the angular features of her strikingly attractive face. She had once been one of France's top fashion models but had fell out of favour with many designers due to her feisty and often aggressive nature.