That bitch! She was actually enjoying this. Her asshole would pay later. I licked her a little just to taste her. That would be the last time I paid a...y attention to her needs. I shoved my shorts to the ground as my semi-hard dick appeared. Now my dick is about 7 inches long, and I would like to think that is above average. Heather marveled at it for a second before I slapped and told her to start working on my cock. She hesitated, but she knew if she didn’t do it, I would hit her.I don’t know. "Oh really," Hope said with a smile."I feel kind of backed up," I said." In this area," I said as I circled my crotch. "Oh?" she said as she stood up and bent over the bar. "You might need to dump some of it out. It might help with that problem." Think you can help?"Hope pulled up her skirt, revealing a canary yellow thong. She bent over and spread her legs as she reached back and pulled it to the side. "I definitely can," she said as she waved her ass back and forth.I took the open invitation. .” I stopped to think about what I had just said. There was no way on earth I was going to come out of this with any dignity. “I need my house painted!” I growled, and turned around and left.She was kind. She gave me half an hour to regain my composure. And she changed shirts. When she came over she had on an old plaid shirt with the arms cut off. It was nice and baggy. The only problem was that the arm holes were for a man, and her slim arms didn’t come close to filling up all that empty. After dinner, I excused myself and quickly went to my room. I was feelingextremely tired because that day my brain had to deal with more than itwas capable of. I took off my heels and my skirt, and I fell asleep in myt-shirt and panties the moment I touched my bed.----------------------When I woke up the next morning I felt like I had had a long nightmare. Ishowered, slipped on a pair of clean black panties, a soft skirt, aMetallica t-shirt and I met Angela in the kitchen."Peter! Good morning!.