‘I feel Arno’s rough stubble rub against my inner thighs as he eats me out. In between his licks and kisses in my most intimate of places, he boldly looks up at me to see how he’s reducing me to a hot, blushing mess. Just with this foreplay alone I’m driven to my shivering, toe-curling orgasm, gasping his name into the pillows. Finally, rigid and ready, he enters me, and I’m driven to even greater heights of passion.’