He grabbed a soft, thick garment that was made of similar material to his towels from a hook and helped her put it on. After tying the thick belt, he ...icked her up under the knees and her back and took her back to the bedroom.He got her seated on the bed and then dried her hair a little more with soft rubbing motions. He got her to change the robe for one of his larger clean shirts and tucked her back in under the blankets before he disappeared back into the bathroom again. She had nodded off. She has never talked like that before, ever. Robyn looked up, seeing her reflection in the glass. She never imagined seeing herself in this situation, yet here she is, being fucked in the ass by a stranger and loving it. She is being used like a cheap whore and she loved it. She leaned up, grabbing her breasts, kneading, mashing her flesh with her fingers. " Oooohhhhhh ggddddd...fuck me, John, fuck my ass!" she cried, shoving her ass back against my stabbing cock. I reach under her, shoving my. Presumably intrigued by the stimulation, she turned around and moved back towards Eric. Her tiny nipples, not quite visible within the fabric of her dress became immediately hard. Her lacquered, pink, fingernails began moving across the base of her breasts, kneading them. Her eyes showed only an oceanic desire that focused on Eric. Eric turned the tape off. Her reaction stopped. ‘Wha…what just happened? I don’t know what you did, stud, but if you do it again you can have me.’ She purred,. I looked up in my drunken gaze and saw her crying. Before she left, she placed a blanket over me and a glass of water just within my reach. Kylie still cared for me, maybe she even loved me. But I had fallen so far from my former self that all she could do was walk away. As I woke the sun burned my face waking me, in disgrace I drove home wondering if I had not drank so much that maybe Kylie and I could have caught up. But I knew she would undoubtedly try and avoid me from now on. Soon Kylie.