Chapter 129 Time Out?

• Holy Mary, his cock was as long as I was. Thick and veined and topped with a huge mushroomed head. It, like the rest of his body, was pumped full to bursting.
• Shit. Out of time. And I still had no idea how this could possibly work. From the look on his face, Gavin didn't care.
• My fight or flight response short circuited inside of me, and I could do neither. Which was just as well, because neither resisting nor running could have stopped this.