I manage to lay her down as easily as my drunk self could muster. XXX “You are kind, smart, and… sexy.” I say and she scoffs at the last statement. “You want me to make you come?”
I grunt in acknowledgment. I grab the lip of cotton just above her pants button and give it a quick pull. “GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!”
Sheila does exactly what I thought she would, and storms down the hall towards me ready for a fight, but stops dead as she sees the revolver pointing at her. I bend over clutching my bad hand to my chest and using my other to hold myself up. The shadow sensing my coming release having been thwarted begins pistoning my cock in and out of her once again.
