The Back Street .


It was a very cold tonight, being it winter in New House of York metropolis. Although it was cold and previous, I had decided to ingest a walk at around 8:34 P.M. I suited up in my leather cap and black gloves, as a precaution I took my .45 M1911 side arm. I bought it to be careful with what living in New York and what not. Anyway, I figured I would coil around and stop by the hard liquor store before they close, and along the way something happened that would deepen my life sentence forever. I heard the phone of what sounded like a cleaning woman shouting and crying, I thought I could leave and not worry about it, but knew I could never endure with myself. As I took the niche and headed to the alley where the phone were originating from, there was a char that was trying to get away from a man that held her strongly and had a knife in one hand. With the early he was trying to adjudge her and plunder her clothes from her at the like time.

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

"You just bugger the nooky off man, this darn aint none of your business !"he shouted back, waving the tongue my way.

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

"Alright piddling man, I've had enough of this bullshit. Your dumbass should let just left when I gave you the hazard !"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 red cent, look man I didn't mean value, just let me pull up stakes 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 hollow points 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, tears and fearfulness 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 in somebody for you, maybe a boyfriend, parent ?"I asked her.
"That piece of shit was my boyfriend, he went fucking nuts after I told him I wanted to see early people and that's why he pulled the knife."She replied, calming down a little bit.
"What about parents ? Or the police ?"I asked, three foundation 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 menage, to create 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 name is wiener, I'll take you abode, just tell me where you live ok ?"I said.

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

"Ok come on, shoot my arm."I replied, helping her regular 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 mass in the world that are willing to help other the great unwashed in their clock time 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 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.

"malt whisky if you have any."I said.

As she set off to get the drink she asked me to sit, not being unmannerly 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 glass. 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 way and I heard the make of drawers, but to my surprise she came back in nothing but a robe. As she sat down she gave me a uncanny smile.

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

"Oh I think that this is much more fitting for what I have planned."She replied with a sexy grinning, 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 feeling of her hand massaging my increasingly harder shaft.

"It made me recognise that I need a man to protect me, and maybe that man is you, but I give you the choice. You can provide and never think about me again, or you can grow some balls and fuck me like I know you want to."She replied, removing her hired man from my now pulsing cock.

So many thoughts raced through my psyche, I just went with my dick and unmake my knickers, revealing my 8 inch shaft, hard as a rock candy.

"sentiment so."She said eye blink as she wrapped her soft lips around the head of my cock.

She slowly took me centimeter at a clip in her mild, moist mouth. I let out a voiced moan. The pleaser was so unbelievably amazing. I was getting gear up to release the heater in the chamber.

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