The Compromise 1
Leanne had found a new apartment to live in and had begged me on the phone to call over and help move some of the heavy furniture. I rode the short distance to Leanne's place on my shiny new motorbike. My cock was a little crusty in my tight jeans with dried cum and slimy period cum juice. Leanne and I awkwardly moved a mouldy old couch. She wrinkles her nose picking up on the smell of sex on me. "You could have showered for fuck sake before you came over here," she chides me....