The image of him shirtless, roughed-up jeans and the tool belt crept into her mind.“Well, unless you want to clean my bathroom and do my laundry?”...��Hmmm… I’ll pass unless you have any sexy unmentionables you need washing.”At that, she laughed and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.“What was that?” he asked.“A sweet distraction,” she replied as they reached the front of her building. She turned around and unlocked her door and winked at him. “I’ll see you later, handsome.”Robert smiled and did. The increase in our blood pressures, Rose Ann's from thinking she'd been molested and mine from being accused of being a molester, began to subside, and with it our headaches eased. At least a little. I was still rubbing my temples when I tried to explain why I wasn't an asshole. "Rose Ann, we just got drunk and fell asleep. I would never take advantage of a girl who was drunk."Rose Ann rubbed her temples and whispered, "I need to pee and I don't feel good."I stood up. "I'll bring you some. I wore them especially for you, I had read in a magazine that they really turn you on, and I can tell by the way that you now gaze lustfully at my thighs that you want the soft wet pussy between them. We both know their is only one reason Im here, and I want it so badly. I grin at you and my smile says it all, I want to take your big cock between my lips, I want to be your little groupie slut and let you do anything you like to me, anything at all. Come here Becky you say, and I walk forward. Now let me fuck you and let you cum on my big cock." He pushed his cock deep in her and fucked her hard. He was long and thick and filled her tight hole and she loved the size of him. After quite a while of fucking he finally filled her hole with his cum. He held her for a while with his cock still inside her. He then told her "Lay on the cot here and let me suck the cum from your dripping cunt. When my mouth is full I will kiss you and let you taste the mixture of our cum.He laid her on the.