It was a very cold tonight, being it wintertime in New York metropolis. 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 jacket and black baseball mitt, as a precaution I took my .45 M1911 pistol. I bought it to be measured with what living in New House of York and what not. Anyway, I figured I would coil around and stop by the liquor store before they close, and along the way something happened that would change my life forever. I heard the strait of what sounded like a woman shouting and vociferation, I thought I could lead and not worry about it, but knew I could never live with myself. As I took the nook and headed to the alley where the phone were originating from, there was a woman that was trying to get away from a man that held her strongly and had a knife in one deal. With the other he was trying to hold her and undress her clothes from her at the same time.

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

"You just sodomize the fuck off man, this take a shit aint none of your business enterprise !"he shouted back, waving the knife my way.

"You don't want to dally this game with me fucktard !"I shouted, slowly undoing my .45 from my shoulder holster.

"Alright petty man, I've had enough of this bullshit. Your lunkhead should throw just left when I gave you the fortune !"He yelled coming at me with the knife.

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

"Oh shit, look man I didn't mean value, just let me leave and you don't have to vex about anything from me ever again !"He pleaded, I thought I saw tears in his pathetic eyes, I let him go. Partly because hollow point in time are expensive and I didn't want to do paperwork at the constabulary station.

"Ma'am are you ok ?"I asked, holstering my weapon.
"Please…. Please don't come any finisher !"She shouted, teardrop 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 fair, can I call someone for you, maybe a boyfriend, parent ?"I asked her.
"That spell of shit was my boyfriend, he went fucking crackpot after I told him I wanted to see former citizenry and that's why he pulled the knife."She replied, calming down a petty bit.
"What about parents ? Or the law ?"I asked, three feet from her now.
"My parents live in Oregon, 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 house, to establish certainly 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 home, just say me where you live ok ?"I said.

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

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

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

"Because I believe that are still some right people in the public that are willing to help other people in their clip of need."I replied smoothly.

When we got to her house, I had assumed that I was going to leave when she got in the room access, but to my surprisal she invited me in. When we got in the theater, she said she need a drinkable and asked if I needed anything.

"score if you have any."I said.

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

"Do you mind 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 room and I heard the shambling of drawers, but to my surprise she came back in nothing but a robe. As she sat down she gave me a weird smile.

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

"Oh I think that this is much more appointment for what I have planned."She replied with a sexy smile, as she slowly reached over and began to rub my cock 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 tactile sensation of her helping hand massaging my increasingly harder cock.

"It made me realise that I need a man to protect me, and maybe that man is you, but I give you the choice. You can bequeath and never think about me again, or you can grow some lump and screw me like I know you want to."She replied, removing her hand from my now pulsing prick.

So many sentiment raced through my forefront, I just went with my tool and undid my pants, revealing my 8 inch ray of light, hard as a rock.

"idea so."She said winking as she wrapped her soft lips around the capitulum of my peter.

She slowly took me centimetre at a time in her lenient, moist mouth. I let out a soft moan. The pleaser was so unbelievably amazing. I was getting set up to resign the bullet in the chamber.

"Oh fuck I'm going to cum !"I screamed, trying to move her away, but she stayed. Then the first snap went through my prick so hard I heard her gag a little, finally after I stopped juicing her mouthpiece, she got up and sat on the couch, my cum still dripping from her backtalk .