Yeah, I wanted to go home, but how was I supposed to know trouble was headed my way if I did? Now I have the sexiest woman alive moved in with me. She walks around here in these short-ass shorts that hug her luscious ass that is calling out for me to grab with two hands as I slam her down on my cock. And when she thinks I’m done for the night, she takes off her bra, letting her boobs move freely inside the tiny tank top she prefers to sleep in. I never thought a woman could be sexier in clothes than out of them, but the sight of Desirae in her pajamas gets my dick harder than any porn ever could. There is something about the way her night clothes cling to her that fuels my nightly fantasies of peeling them off before licking her from head to toe. One week, she’s been here, and one week, I have had the worst case of blue balls known to man. Yesterday, I called a barfly here and fucked her hard. No, that’s wrong. She fucked me hard. So hard the bed was banging against the wall and Desirae, thinking I fell, came rushing in.
