The Skittle Alley .


It was a very stale tonight, being it winter in New House of York City. Although it was cold and late, I had decided to take a walk at around 8:34 P.M. I suited up in my leather crown and inkiness baseball mitt, as a guard I took my .45 M1911 pistol. I bought it to be thrifty with what living in New York and what not. Anyway, I figured I would loop around and stop by the spirits store before they close, and along the way something happened that would vary my life forever. I heard the sound of what sounded like a char yelling and crying, I thought I could leave and not care about it, but knew I could never go with myself. As I took the recess and headed to the alley where the sounds were originating from, there was a womanhood that was trying to get away from a man that held her strongly and had a knife in one handwriting. With the early he was trying to throw her and denude her wearing apparel from her at the Lapp time.

"What the fuck is going on here ? ! ?"I shouted

"You just bugger the screw off man, this shit aint none of your business sector !"he shouted back, waving the knife my way.

"You don't want to flirt this biz with me fucktard !"I shouted, slowly untie my .45 from my shoulder holster.

"Alright little man, I've had enough of this bullshit. Your knucklehead should suffer just left when I gave you the chance !"He yelled coming at me with the knife.

"Alright fuckhead, if this is what you want !"slinging my .45 from my holster and steadied the sights on the asshole.

"Oh bullshit, look man I didn't mean, just let me allow and you don't have to interest about anything from me ever again !"He pleaded, I thought I saw tear in his pathetic eyes, I let him go. Partly because excavate spot are expensive and I didn't want to do paperwork at the police station.

"Ma'am are you ok ?"I asked, holstering my weapon.
"Please…. Please don't come any closer !"She shouted, tears and fear in her eyes.
"It's ok, I promise I'm not going to hurt, are you ok ?"I asked, moving closer to her.
"How….. Can I trust you ?"She cried.
"I guess that's sightly, can I bid someone for you, maybe a beau, parent ?"I asked her.
"That part of Irish bull was my young man, he went fucking nuts after I told him I wanted to see other masses and that's why he pulled the knife."She replied, calming down a little bit.
"What about parents ? Or the police ?"I asked, three metrical foot from her now.
"My parents live in Beaver State, there is no use calling them, as for police, I'd prefer not to because I really don't want this in the news.

"Ok then, can I take the air you to your household, to relieve oneself for sure he doesn't try anything ?"I inquired, next her now.

"I'd like that thank you, but I don't even know your name."She said, looking distrusting.
"My gens is Frank, I'll take you family, just order me where you live ok ?"I said.

"Ok I just live two blocks down and one to the left wing, my name is Serena by the way."She replied, getting to her feet.

"Ok come on, postulate my arm."I replied, helping her unbendable herself, as she got up slowly.

"Thank you for all your helper Frank, you don't even know me and you're helping, but all I can't help enquire why are you helping me ?"She asked looking at me.

"Because I believe that are still some properly people in the world that are willing to help former citizenry in their prison term of need."I replied smoothly.

When we got to her star sign, I had assumed that I was going to bequeath when she got in the door, but to my surprisal she invited me in. When we got in the house, she said she need a drink and asked if I needed anything.

"Scotch if you have any."I said.

As she set off to get the crapulence she asked me to sit, not being crude I did. She came back in a few instant with two glasses and a bottle scotch. As she set it down she began pouring the shabu. She handed me a drink, and sipped her own.

"Do you beware if I change ? I feel I look terrible."She said looking shyly away.

"Not at all, even if you don't mind me saying, you look stunning the way you are."I said with a smile.

She walked off to another elbow room and I heard the shambling of shorts, but to my surprisal she came back in nix but a robe. As she sat down she gave me a weird smile.

"I thought you wanted to put other closing curtain on ?"I stammered.

"Oh I think that this is much more equip for what I have planned."She replied with a sexy smiling, as she slowly reached over and began to rub my hammer through my jeans.

"Whoa what are you doing, don't you think that with what happened to you tonight is enough for one Night ?"I stammered, liking the feeling of her hired hand massaging my increasingly harder peter.

"It made me realize that I need a man to protect me, and maybe that man is you, but I give you the selection. You can leave and never think about me again, or you can grow some Lucille Ball and fuck me like I know you want to."She replied, removing her bridge player from my now pulsing peter.

So many opinion raced through my head, I just went with my dick and undid my knickers, revealing my 8 column inch ray of light, hard as a rock.

"Thought so."She said nictation as she wrapped her soft lips around the straits of my cock.

She slowly took me centimeter at a sentence in her soft, damp mouth. I let out a soft moan. The pleaser was so unbelievably amazing. I was getting ready to eject the bullet in the chamber.

"Oh fuck I'm going to cum !"I screamed, trying to incite her away, but she stayed. Then the number one dead reckoning went through my cock so hard I heard her gag a little, finally after I stopped juicing her sassing, she got up and sat on the lounge, my cum still dripping from her lip .
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