You forgot the rules

While lying there on your back in the stranger's apartment, you feel... strangely anxious. Your head and mind were a mess. You vaguely remember that this was only a temporary thing, but beyond that... who knows. "Aww... how many times did you bang my head against the wall?" you complain while looking back over to Mike. "I don't know, you've got a bangin' body," the overweight man replied.

Along with the help of the added sunlight in the room, you could even spot some white hairs on his head. "Whatever," you reply grumpily while snaking your hand down to your pussy, absent-mindedly rubbing your sore slit. What were you even doing yesterday? The entire day was like a cloudy mixture of events.