It was a very inhuman tonight, being it winter in New York City. Although it was common cold and late, I had decided to take a manner of walking at around 8:34 P.M. I suited up in my leather jacket and black gloves, as a precaution I took my .45 M1911 handgun. I bought it to be measured with what living in New York and what not. Anyway, I figured I would coil around and stop by the pot liquor store before they close, and along the way something happened that would change my life forever. I heard the auditory sensation of what sounded like a woman yelling and crying, I thought I could leave and not worry about it, but knew I could never live with myself. As I took the corner and headed to the back street where the sounds 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 early he was trying to make her and despoil her clothes from her at the same prison term.

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

"You just sodomize the shag off man, this make aint none of your line !"he shouted back, waving the knife my way.

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

"Alright lilliputian man, I've had enough of this dogshit. Your dumbass should have just left when I gave you the probability !"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 muckle on the asshole.

"Oh whoreson, look man I didn't mean, just let me give and you don't have to interest about anything from me ever again !"He pleaded, I thought I saw rent in his wretched heart, I let him go. Partly because dig points 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 ache, are you ok ?"I asked, moving closer to her.
"How….. Can I trust you ?"She cried.
"I guess that's comely, can I call individual for you, maybe a fellow, parent ?"I asked her.
"That composition of shit was my boyfriend, he went fucking testicle after I told him I wanted to see other multitude and that's why he pulled the knife."She replied, calming down a little bit.
"What about parents ? Or the constabulary ?"I asked, three feet from her now.
"My parents live in Oregon, there is no use calling them, as for constabulary, I'd prefer not to because I really don't want this in the news.

"Ok then, can I walk you to your house, to name sure as shooting 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 figure is Frank, I'll take you home plate, just tell me where you live ok ?"I said.

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

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

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

"Because I believe that are still some the right way masses in the world that are willing to aid other people in their time of need."I replied smoothly.

When we got to her home, I had assumed that I was going to leave when she got in the door, but to my surprise she invited me in. When we got in the sign, she said she need a deglutition and asked if I needed anything.

"Scotch if you have any."I said.

As she set off to get the potable she asked me to sit, not being rude I did. She came back in a few moments with two glasses and a bottle score. As she set it down she began pouring the crank. She handed me a potable, 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 shuffle 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 closing on ?"I stammered.

"Oh I think that this is much more fitting 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 nighttime ?"I stammered, liking the belief of her hand massaging my increasingly harder pecker.

"It made me realize that I need a man to protect me, and maybe that man is you, but I give you the choice. You can get out and never think about me again, or you can acquire some balls and jazz me like I know you want to."She replied, removing her hand from my now pulsing shaft.

So many thoughts raced through my head, I just went with my pecker and unmake my pants, revealing my 8 inch shaft, hard as a John Rock.

"Thought so."She said winking as she wrapped her soft mouth around the head of my cock.

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

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