Jake’s penis stood rough and erect in his lap, and
Julie’s fingers played idly up and down, touching the
veins and caressing the soft skin of the cap. They
moved down to the base of the shaft and encircled it,
squeezing gently, and Jake groaned. The flickering
light of the video screen played over their faces,
Julie’s fine bare legs, white panties, thin t-shirt.

The tape, from Jake’s private collection, was
alternating between surreal street scenes and hot
intense sex. The woman on the screen bent over,
her eyes closed, and began to moan helplessly.
Then she suddenly opened her …