Clara stirred, then opened her eyes and propped herself up on her elbows. Her bleary eyes looked down at herself, and frowned slightly in surprise as if she realised for the first time that she was naked. "Where am I," she whispered. "Why am I like this."

Roy said, "You said you wanted somebody to shag you, Clara. Well, look at my cock. Do you still fancy a shag?"

Clara tried to focus her eyes on Roy's stiff cock. "Yes," she murmured, still under the influence. "Cock... shag... yes... ...