Fiona didn’t have time to grab anything from the other sofa to hide her open trousers; she did her best to hide it with her hands and pulled her kne...s up a little. He staggered into the dining room hitting everything in his path before wobbling his way into the lounge and past the sofa on his way to bed.“What the fuck you looking at you fat slag” he slurred at Fiona. He was off again with the abuse, no wonder she didn’t want to fuck the useless prick. He called her fat in an attempt to knock. If only my red strips of bacon were the red lace of her panties. If only instead of tearing this meat apart, I could shred the flimsy fabric with my teeth to reach her puckered bud, to taste juices surely warmer and far tastier than Orange Tropicana. From across the room, she smiled at me. I swallowed, turned away, my eyes watering from the sight of her shapely hips swaying to the light Blues music Café Cascade, Taj, Goa was playing today. As she neared with her plateful of sausage and. More

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