It was a very cold tonight, being it wintertime in New York City. Although it was frigidness and recent, I had decided to pack a walk at around 8:34 P.M. I suited up in my leather crownwork and blackamoor gloves, as a care I took my .45 M1911 handgun. I bought it to be careful with what living in New House of York and what not. Anyway, I figured I would loop around and stop by the liquor depot before they close, and along the way something happened that would switch my life story forever. I heard the auditory sensation of what sounded like a woman yelling and tears, I thought I could bequeath and not worry about it, but knew I could never live with myself. As I took the corner and headed to the bowling alley where the strait 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 hired hand. With the other he was trying to hold her and leach her clothes from her at the same time.

"What the piece of ass is going on here ? ! ?"I shouted

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

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

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

"Alright numskull, 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, just let me leave and you don't have to worry about anything from me ever again !"He pleaded, I thought I saw tears in his pathetic eyes, I let him go. Partly because holler gunpoint 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 closer !"She shouted, tear and fright 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 young man, parent ?"I asked her.
"That piece of damn was my young man, he went fucking orchis after I told him I wanted to see former people and that's why he pulled the knife."She replied, calming down a trivial bit.
"What about parents ? Or the police ?"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 walk you to your sign, to get 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 name is hot dog, I'll take you home, just tell me where you live ok ?"I said.

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

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

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

"Because I believe that are still some decent people in the existence that are willing to assist other people in their clip of need."I replied smoothly.

When we got to her theatre, I had assumed that I was going to leave when she got in the door, but to my surprisal she invited me in. When we got in the sign of the zodiac, 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 crapulence she asked me to sit, not being primitive I did. She came back in a few moments with two glasses and a feeding bottle scotch. As she set it down she began pouring the chicken feed. 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 shuffling of draftsman, but to my surprise 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 conform to 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 plenty for one Nox ?"I stammered, liking the opinion of her hand massaging my increasingly harder cock.

"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 allow for and never think about me again, or you can mature some balls and fuck me like I know you want to."She replied, removing her helping hand from my now pulsing peter.

So many thoughts raced through my point, I just went with my dick and undid my bloomers, revealing my 8 in slam, hard as a careen.

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

She slowly took me centimeter at a time in her diffuse, moist mouth. I let out a flaccid moan. The pleaser was so unbelievably amazing. I was getting ready to release the fastball 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 pecker so concentrated I heard her gag a picayune, finally after I stopped juicing her back talk, she got up and sat on the sofa, my cum still dripping from her lips .