There wasn't just the Fat Cunt landlord. There was also Oz who'd want either the smack he was expecting or his grand back. Olive had no illusions abou... Oz's charitable inclinations or, in truth, his total absence of them. He might be a good fuck but he'd probably still fuck her over.Olive sat up on the alleyway kerb and was for the first time aware that she wasn't alone. There were the usual bags of rubbish, but these were all torn open by urchins and urban foxes who'd been scavenging for what. She was breathing heavily while laying on the bed……The sight of her boobs was lovely…..they were moving up and down due to her breathing movements….She told me that she never came that much in her life……….I smiled and told her – “Now it’s your turn to pleasure me….she smiled wickedly and came down near my cock and started sucking it like a pro…..man it was heavenly for me…..I told her that I wanted to fuck her…..she stopped and took a pack of condom from her purse,put it on my cock,split on it. Her panty liner was clearly visible. She laughed and told me to wait in the hall and will bring the towel. She told me to sit on the sofa. I said its all wet she said to sit its ok. But I was standing near her sofa when she came out from her bedroom with the towel.R: Arre baba. Sit down. It’s ok.M: No it ll make your sofa all wet.She brought plastic chair from inside and told me to sit on that as soon I sat on that she came to me and started drying my hairs from the towel she had in her hand.. I spent a lot more time with my friend Heather after I had a car to drive us around in and with all of the changes that came to my life so quickly, one month after my brother gave me such a sweet birthday present, I forgot his altogether.It didn’t strike me until it was too late. It was a Friday night and I had been at Heather’s house after school and then we went out and met some other friends in town until the night was a few minutes past what I was supposed to even be out. My parents.