There was probably some residual jizz and assorted stripper spit on it. I wanted to use this one's mouth too, manners manners. I sat on the couch, and...listed to the music from the bar downstairs bleed through the floor. “Like a big bear!” Dorita tossed her towel and straddled my lap on the couch. She whistled, and rubbed a hand in my chest hair. “I like a man like you.” And she patted the side of my belly. “I really do.” Left handed reassurance. She kissed me and I kissed back. She did smell. "Did you like what you saw?" she asked, suddenly quiet and slightly nervous."Oh yes." He assured, her, stepping a little closer."You know... about... About Catholics, right?" she gnawed gently on her lip, not looking up at him."Hey," he eased her chin up to look at him. "I've been looking and not speaking for the whole of summer." He pointed out. "I think I can handle look and don't touch..." Well... maybe touch a little." She offered, after a moment's thought, stepping in close to him, and. ”He disappeared but soon he returned with a photo album. He sat on the couch quite close to me and said, “I think you’ll really like this.” Then he took a pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket and offered me one. “Wow, thanks, Mr Rushman” I said, taking one of the cigarettes from the pack. He lit it for me and I puffed on it. Then he put his arm around me and opened the photo album on his lap with his free hand. The first picture was of a teenage boy with long hair wearing makeup and. He smelled horrible. She wanted to scream and run out. She got the condom on as fast as she could and made sure her lips only touched the condom from that moment on. His cock was short and fat. His balls were huge and hairy. He pulled her onto her back and mounted her. His breath was putrid. And he fucked her hard.It wasn't deep penetration but it was painful. She hadn't lubed it and his fat cock was gripping her pussy lips as he pushed it inside her. She managed to reach out and grab the lube.