Just as your body relaxed and you caught your breath, the door opened. The sound of heavy boots dragging across our hardwood floor made it clear this man still wasn’t me.
“Nugh, nugh, fuck meat,” he said as his breath escaped through his mouth. You braced yourself as you heard his zipper being undone and his boots kicked aside. As he climbed on top of you, you gasped for air. His protruding stomach weighing you down. He rested his head on your shoulder. You could smell the cigarettes and sweat and feel his warm, greasy skin slide against your body. You imagined the dirt lining his fingernails. He moved closer to your face and slid his tongue the length of your cheek.
“I’m going to eat fuck meat first,” he proclaimed as moved his oversized frame down your naked body. As he was positioning himself between your legs, he pushed the plug further into your ass and back out , twisting it in a circle. He pushed it back in place and suddenly shoved a finger into your pussy. You felt more of the previous load leak out around his finger. He used it to rub up and down your lips. His cum-covered fingers circled and then pinched your clit.