Someone interrupts..

The boozy middle-aged man looked down at the sleeping bag he had tucked away for tonight's sleep on the streets. He rubbed his bleary red eyes. He couldn't believe it. A pretty young blonde was lying on it, like she was just waiting for him to join her!

The fifty year old wasn't going to disappoint, so half tumbling, half crouching down, he slipped in behind her in his dirty trenchcoat and soiled flannel shirt and jeans. He managed to spoon behind her, snuggling his face in her hair and pulling her to him, both grimy hands on Danielle's pert young breasts. He managed a "Mmmm, your hair smells nice!" before he fell into an ****-fueled stupor near the bar dumpsters with the naked beauty.

Danielle shook her head, trying to come to her senses after the drinking or drugging of the night before. It was still dark, but the nearby streets were now eerily quiet. She turned to move her head, noticing a strong stench of urine and ****. As she did she felt rough whiskers scratching at her soft cheek. At the same time, she saw in the dim streetlight, that there were two dirty, apparently male, hands cradling her boobs from behind.

"EWWWW!!" she gasped, trying to pull away from the man behind her. She glanced back, at least glad that all his parts were still covered.

"Wha? What the hell?" said the street person, startled from his slumber.

"What, what am I doing?" he barked, feeling her pull his hands from her body as she pulled away from him. "You came and got in my bed! I should be the one complaining!" as his eyes now studied her features as she faced him.

"Well, well..I'm sorry!" sputtered Danielle, now being humiliated by a homeless man. "I just found myself outside that bar with no clothes and needed a place to go! I thought it was tossed away behind that dumpster!" The blonde tried to cover her privates as she saw his eyes wander lower.

"Well..that ain't none of my concern, sweetheart!" rasped the man. He looked back up at her full, quivering lips. "So you need some clothes, huh?"

Danielle nodded, trying not to look the lecherous man in the eyes.

"Tell ya what..I will give you my trenchcoat, but I want something in return.." His hands went to his loose jeans and tugged out his thickening cock.

Will Danielle give in? And what will she lower herself to do? Suck his dirty old cock? Let him Fuck her?