36:Getting intimate

"I've missed this Carl," Gwen whispered, grinding her hips against his.

She pushed him to the bed, climbing onto him. Her pussy directly on his cock, as she moved her hips back and forth, trailing kisses from his neck, down to his chest.

"Zara," Carl groaned holding Gwen's hips like his life depended on it.

Gwen tore her lips away in anger.

"How could he mention that witch's name when he's with me?" She rasped, now convinced that Carl has really fallen for Zara.

"All I have to do is get pregnant then he'll love me instead."

Gwen decided to ignore Carl's outburst and carry on with her plan.

She lean forward to kiss him again, when someone knocked on her door.

"Who could that be? She thought.

It's the middle of the night already, who would be awake by now?"

Gwen wanted to ignore it, but the knock came again, this time more persistent and harsh. The person was pounding on her door, with so much force that fear gripped her.

"Wh...who is it?" She stuttered but got no reply.

Carl who was