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A New Day, A New You part 6

Date: 5/24/2016, Categories: Fiction, Black, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Hardcore, Interracial, Latina, Oral Sex, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

Soledad screwed me over last year but being a drunk and getting raped isn’t something I’d care to let happen on my conscience and I’m guessing Guy would want me to step in. I watch the wrestler take up most of the slack while convict steps forward. “Hey asshole, back up and shut up. In case you didn’t notice there are two of us and one…,” My opening presents itself. Guy kept calling it the inner city greeting; I call it a head butt. He’s about my height, convict that is, so when my forehead smashes his nose and he staggers before falling on his ass I feel good. I take the towel from around my neck and wrap it around my hand while convict is holding his nose and sitting on his ass where he fell. I turn my attention to wrestling douchebag and using one finger motion him forward. The people in the near area are watching now that violence has been unleashed. Quietly the wrestler moves a drunk and barely able to stand Sol into my arms. I shift her to one arm and extend my hand for the wrestler to shake. He takes my hand and I smile. “Repeat after me, I promise to never try to take advantage of a drunk girl at a party,” I tell him and he looks at me confused. “What,” his response isn’t shocking but when I squeeze his had hard and drop him to his knees I now have his attention. “I told you to repeat after me, I promise,” I lead him with words and he repeats after me,” to never try to take advantage of a drunk girl at a party.” I give his hand one final squeeze and shove him ... backwards letting it and him go. I slowly walk Soledad outside where the fresh air has the best effect on her as she proceeds to vomit her liquid diet onto the grass. I’m gentle about the whole situation as I calmly rub her back and wait for her to let it all out before slowly walking her back when I realize I have no clue where her room is. “Soledad where is your dorm room,” I ask her and she blankly looks around. “I don’t shink we’re shupposhed away from the tour groups,” is about all I can make out in her drunken slur before she goes from partially walking to dead on her feet. I pick Sol up and carry her like a child back to the one place she’ll be safe, it’s also the one place I don’t want to have to take her but I don’t have a choice in my mind at least. Richard is busy with his party and I have drunk girl to attend to. I get her in my room and lay her on my bed. Here’s my problem, I’ve never done drunk care before and decide to message Guy for advice. I think I woke him because there is a list of things and a good night at the end of it. I get the small basic list, plastic bucket, bottled water, wet cloth and a behave myself message. I set all this out and finally see Sol in a different light, granted it’s her passed out and peaceful while lightly snoring on my bed but it’s her school girl uniform and how much she’s showing that has my attention. I take a minute to shake off the more than crude thoughts I’m having and get Sol tucked in before crawling under the blankets in my ...