The Hat trick
Trying to reach for your pants whilst a girl is clawing your back is no easy task. “Linda,” I hissed as I successfully removed my mouth from hers. “I need to get a condom, it will just take a second,” I pleaded. Linda glared at me with that look that usually told me I was being idiotic. “I’m on the pill idiot, you know that,” she simply replied and went back to clawing my already tender back. Linda resumed kissing me with a ferocity I was actually unfamiliar with, during our random hook ups she was usually the more composed one and I was the carelessly horny one. Today the roles had taken a 180-degree turn. Suddenly, Linda turned us over resulting in her being on top of me. A chill ran down my spine …