You take a few sips of your beer and dive in. That’s why we have texting right? XXX God damnit you needed them. “Nic, I need someone to fuck me.” you were stunned into silence. It’s not that you are bad looking, you have a body that anyone would want, and a personality that would always keep things lively. You close the fridge door and walk to the couch looking down at the bag. Forcing her mouth your dick, coming on her body, fucking her from behind. God damnit you needed them. That was the text alert from your cell phone, but who would be texting you – there is no one actually out there that wants you. Beautiful brown hair and those blue eyes you tried connecting with. Throwing your bag down on the couch you walk to the kitchen to grab a beer from
