"Juicy, fix your bra before you go out." He called just before she shut the door soundly behind her.
Juicy blew out a long breath and hurried down to the basement.
'Ohmygodohmygodohmygod...' she chanted. 'I just f****d a crazy homeless man. OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD...'
Juicy dumped the bundle into the first washer and when her arms were free she covered her face with her hands. 'I AM in a vegetative state. I got hit in the head, I was in a coma and I'm no longer of sound mind and body.' Juicy began to pace. Absently she adjusted her bra. Her left breast felt full and sensitive from Troy's attention. Juicy closed her eyes and covered her breasts with the palms of her hands. But Lordie did he know how to work on some titties, not to mention making her c*m like that. What man had ever wanted
