Vic

George showered, dressed and left when I’d fallen asleep. When I woke up, I put my sheets in the wash, showered, got dressed and went downstairs to eat. As I’m about to start the dishwasher, Vic called me to let me know that he’s on his way. 

I quickly run upstairs to clean and put new sheets on my bed then put the sheets that are in the washer into the dryer. The doorbell rang as I was heading downstairs. I opened the door and let him in. He came inside of my place and immediately shut the door, kissed me and carried me to the couch. He laid me down, stripped of his clothes, lifted up my skirt, spread my legs and mounted me. Vic fucked me hard and fast. 

Vic and I used every horizontal surface of my apartment to fuck. We wound up in my bed to continue to screw the rest of the day. The man had me screaming and moaning his name. I lost track of how many times he climaxed how many times he filled me.