She had never been much of a drinker, perhaps the reason why she had made the decision she had, spur of the moment, much to her sister's shock if not ...orror when after a while spent chatting, he had passed her the key. "1301" it had marked on it. She had shown it to Grace who once again had done everything possible short of dragging her out by her hair to keep her from going. Had it not been that she'd had a couple of drinks, perhaps caution would have ruled, instead, she stood up from the bar. The skirt was just long enough to bend over, just short enough to advertise to the men I would have to... deal with. I never dress like that, but I was desperate, about to be repo'd or kicked out of my home.I looked at myself in the mirror one more time before leaving, angry for being so irresponsible, feeling nervous, and also disgusted with myself for what I was scheming up. How much dick would I have to suck today? How much nasty cum would I have to get in my mouth? My bills were piled up. I. "Put your nose right here," I instructed, pointing to my pelvis.She leaned forward and deep throated me. Her eyes watered. She gagged and her cheeks puffed as she inhaled. She struggled down my cock, taking every inch until her nose was touching my pelvis."Look at me," I said.She nodded as she looked at me. Her eyes were watering. Saliva was flowing from her mouth. She smirked and winked at me. I winked back."Do you mind?" I asked as I pressed my hand on the back of her head. She shook no.I. She always get stressed when she’s trying to get ready to go out, especially if she’s running late. But she looks so sexy, I can’t resist her. I come up behind her and put my hands around her waist, rubbing her tight belly. I love her belly. My hard dick rests in between her cheeks, rubbing against them. “You know I don’t like you watching while I’m getting ready,” she says testily as she applies her eye liner. I always wake up horny, and today I’m especially horny. I rock back, then forward.