She went out to the bars every night looking for “Mr. Right” but all she ever managed to find was “Mr. Right Up Her Asshole.” This was the fourth man this week that had her grabbing her legs while he pounded away at her tender ass. She tried to keep her mouth open so he could cum into her open mouth if he felt like it when he was ready, quite a few of the guys who had fucked her like this had liked covering her open lips and tongue with cum after fucking her ass. She’d forgotten his name, but figured it didn’t matter, since he’d already told her he was just going to fuck her ass and leave. Also, the fact that he’d crammed the paper with her number up her cunt was a good sign that he wouldn’t be calling her.