I wasn’t sure if I could bring myself to do it again. I’d been working since before dawn on that Thanksgiving Day in the homeless shelter, helping...to prepare the dining room and side dishes for the day’s handout. My normal routine was to dish out food all day long and then grab a willing man outside the building and take him home. For some reason, this year I decided that I would try to find someone less disgusting than the dregs that hang around and I’d make a pass at some guy during the day,. Just when he was about to say something my leg went over his penis, gently stroking it. He almost chocked while drinking his water. Our dinner was really quiet, we continued chatting and occasionally I would stretch my leg and strike his cock. When we finished we quickly went back to his place. The minute I walked into his house, he grabbed me and pushed me to the wall, kissing me lustily. It was like I have never been kissed before. He was kissing my bottom lip, and then he inserted. “Do you want a little more wine?” “Sure why not?” Mia grabbed the glass from his side and put it to the floor before grabbing the bottle, laying flat and pouring a little into her belly button. Matt’s eyes grew wide. “There you go, just a little,” she giggled and smiled up at him, her hand holding up her top, pushing up her breasts. His tongue tickled more than the fizzing sensation in her belly button but his tongue lapped up the small amount. He kissed her stomach, leaving glistening. I felt about 5 meters ahead of him and protected me withmy right arm, which got hurt.I turned myself toward him and had a partial view of my pursuer forthe first time. He was tall, sure had more than 2 m of height. He wasnaked above the waist and used some kind of pants made of animal fur.The stranger feature was that he used some kind of stick attached tohis waist. This all took only a few miliseconds, since I had nointention to have a closer look at that monster. I turned again andcould stand.