Can I get a ride home?

"...Fine." Lauren sighed. "If you won't give me clothes, can I at least get a ride home?"

Lauren hated pleading for scraps from Dennis. She wanted to punch him in the stupid smug smile, but her hands were busy covering her naked crotch to do anything of the sort. God, feeling her naked (and dripping wet) lips under her hand in a stranger's room was the strangest sensation! Horrifying, humiliating, yet undeniably stimulating.

"Sure." Dennis grabbed his car keys and headed to his bedroom door.

Lauren followed, hunched over and holding her crotch. she felt her ass jiggled as they walked through the living room, looking around terrified Dennis's mother would show up again as she headed for the door...