Chapter 94: Home At Last! But Expelled!?

Vincent opened his front door. The locked door clicked open, making him feel everything was just his dream. Normally, several women waited inside, which made him feel lonely. He pushed himself inside, finding a drunk woman with fiery hair lying on his sofa.

He looked at the cans and bottles of wine and beer thrown around. Violetta was lying down, snoring like a pig. Her ass swaying in full view, this woman became a slob at home. Now she seemed to have moved into his place with several bags and stacks of books beside his table.

"Violetta, you haven't trimmed your hair again… Look how messy it is."

His hands stroked her slightly rough sensation and traced along her smooth, slippery slit. She moaned before pushing her hips further outward, enjoying the pleasure. Vincent wanted to wake her up, not make her cum, so his hand slapped her meaty ass, which jiggled to wake her up.