Third Person Pov
"New neighbour.... " The words still rang inside her skull.
This was a temptation and a disaster waiting to happen. Why would a hot man like this live close to her?
Horace's gaze was locked on hers as she avoided his so he wouldn't see her red eyes.
His eyes slithered down her body, it settled on her heavy t**s which were braless under the slightly sheer sundress, her fat n*****s were pushed out as if begging him for teeth.
She felt his gaze on her and her cunt gave a greedy squeeze around nothing.
Horace quickly brought his eye back to her face but Donna could see his fat c**k stretching the life out of his shorts, the mushroom tip pressed against the zipper.
"Hey, you okay?" He asked in a low voice. "You look like you've been crying."
"I...I'm.....not..."
