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Roger grunted as he pushed his cock fully inside of me and emptied his tank. His chest and belly were sweaty as they exhaustedly laid on top of me despite the session only lasting five minutes.I wondered to myself how men got so sweaty so quick during sex. I also wondered how I wasn?t being crushed by Roger?s over two hundred and fifty pounds resting on top of me. Was it the mattress? Was it my hip position? These were truly life?s great mysteries.The month following Moonfest, I had stayed over Roger?s a few days a week. His studio apartment wasn?t far from my work and I enjoyed the attention he provided. Like any relationship, there were pros and cons.Roger was a great cook. I now understood why he was overweight. His apartment was close to my work which saved me the drive back home. He was also hard and horny much more than I expected any fifty-year-old to be. He always had an erection in the morning which I was tasked to sucking to completion. We jokingly referred to it as ?rent.? This morning though we had opted bahis siteleri for sex as it was no longer that time of the month.Roger was also a slob. He left wet towels on the floor. He left clothes everywhere throughout his apartment. Roger also didn?t believe in showering every day. So his hairy body combined with simply being a man lent itself to a unique body odor that could be intense at times.This morning was one of those times but Roger was oblivious to it and his sweaty, hair-covered body still rested on top of mine even though his dick had softened and dropped out of my vagina. I was eager to get him off of me but I didn?t want to be rude and he seemed so comfortable and happy.?Can you clean up your stuff and go back to your apartment for the week?? Roger asked. ?You can bring it all back next Wednesday???Umm, sure,? I muttered. ?Why???My daughter is coming down. It?s her Thanksgiving break. She doesn?t need to know I?m fucking someone her age. You understand, right???How old is she???She?s twenty-two, canlı bahis siteleri a senior in college.??So she?s an adult. She?s a big girl. Why can?t she know about us???I don?t think it?s a good idea. She?s very religious and relationship-oriented so she certainly wouldn?t approve of her father?s sexcapades with the local bartender. A fall fling with someone twenty-five years younger than me and only five years older than her wouldn?t go over well. You aren?t the type of woman I?d introduce to my family.??Sexcapades? Fall Fling? What the fuck Roger? What happened to ?I?d treat you good?'??I do treat you good. I cook for you. I let you sleep here.??And you?re too embarrassed to call me your girlfriend or introduce me to your daughter.??Girlfriend?!? Roger laughed. ?Kelly, we are friends with benefits. I wouldn?t consider you dateable.?That stung.?And why not?? I asked.?You?ve slept around too much. That just isn?t the type of woman I, or most men, are willing to date. You?re a fun girl. You are a sweetheart. canlı bahis But you are not relationship material.?I pushed his hairy body off of mine, got dressed, and gathered my things while he lay there naked and silent on the bed. I opened the door and turned back to speak my mind but decided against it. Instead, I just left.I arrived home and immediately went up to my room. I needed a hot shower and some alone time. I turned on the shower and walked back to my room. It was filthy and I would have to clean it but today I just wasn?t in the mood.I assessed my naked body in the mirror while waiting for the shower to warm up. As I admired my tits, I could hear Courtney?s moans once again rising up through the floor and walls. She had met a minor league baseball player who apparently knew all the right spots to touch. Every time they fucked, it was impossible to ignore how loud she was moaning. It was certainly louder than her sessions with Mike or Marcus.I took a quick shower, wrapped a towel around my body, and walked back into my room. As I looked through my drawers for clothes to wear, I let the towel fall.?Nice view,? a man?s voice laughed behind me.Shocked, I quickly bent over and grabbed my towel, using it to cover me up once again.