Chapter 247. Are You Tired?

Michelle frowned. She had kissed Paul’s most sensitive place, but even that failed to arouse his interest or desire. He seemed to be weak, suddenly, and she could feel him going soft inside her. She did not want to give up, though. “Are you too tired?” she asked. “Do you want me on top?”

Paul scowled and said, “Hush your face.” He was impatient to finish before he went completely limp. He covered her face with his hand, thrust into her a few times as hard as he could, and as he came, he cursed her name. “That was your fault,” he muttered as he rolled off her.

Michelle began to whimper. “Paul?” she cried. “What’s the matter with you today? What did I do wrong?”

“Never mind.” Paul rolled over slowly and turned to face the wall.

Meanwhile, Nancy had finished, not one, but more than a dozen drawings. Finally, she stood up and said, “I’m done. Do you want to have a look? I carefully painted every pose, and I am confident that you will be pleased.”

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