“Oh, Goddess, oh, Goddess,” Lesley moaned. Tons of soft, warm flesh pushed him into the sweet-smelling bedspread. Despite, every breath he seized between moans crumpled his guts. He shuddered with violent dry heaves, there being nothing in his stomach to disgorge. All he could do was jerk and spasm beneath the slender, featureless ass of a young Chinese woman. He wondered if she could feel him under there. His throes were so full-bodied and urgent, how couldn’t she?