Craig was working at a hospital in Sheffield when he saw her; well, not her exactly, but an almost perfect carbon copy, apart from the eyes which were strangely familiar, but not the same dazzling green he remembered of Millie’s. xxx He rang the number from a payphone, but it was only Ryan who answered, Craig just hung up. She didn’t elaborate; the scars were still raw, and tears were back in Lottie’s eyes. Her head forced back into the pillow, her hands grasping at the bedclothes as she cried out again and again, Craig relentlessly pistoning his manhood into her willing pussy as she cried his name over and over, ending in a guttural half-growl as her orgasm peaked.
