Little drummer boy

Kissing complicates things, yet she let him. He taste of stale beer and rolled Drum cigarettes. His tongue sloppy. Most of the men she kissed reminded her of her first communion. He has a little beer belly to match hers. He likes period sex. He lives a few blocks away, but he can smell her in heat. She let him take comfort between her thighs. His sloppy tongue is better in her bleeding cunt.