You make a decision. You throw open the door startling Sarah. She uses your boxers to cover her breasts, but their so large that it doesn't really work.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?"
"I uhm, I was uhm-" Sarah stammers away as she hops off the dryer. All you can do is eye her lucious tits.
"I can not believe you would do something this stupid, Sarah."
"No... I'm, I'm so sorry Mr. . The Wine it-"
"How could you waste all this electricity using the dryer," You walk over and shut the dryer off.
"Especially when you know I have a nice big cock right here to fuck you with."
Sarah eyes go big, not expecting what you just said. She squirms uncomfortably, not sure if you're joking. You see a wet spot at Sarah's crotch.
"What?" You pull unzip your pants and pull all eight inches of your thick, throbbing cock out. "Are you telling me you don't want this fucking your wet little pussy?" |