"Is there a problem Mr. Gustavsson," i asked . "No, there's no problem, I wasjust thinking that maybe you would like to add another $150.00 to make it...an $250.00 ."I eyed the man a little suspiciously and wondered why he would make such an offer.I had found out that Mr. Gustavsson had been a widower about twelve years ago and lived alone,and although i wasn't much at guessing ages, i figured he must have been about sixty fiveyears old give or take, and while not especially attractive, after all. Come here please. She takes a cloth and washes my cock and knew how to pull the skin back and clean behind. She put me away and zipped me back up. "well come in the bed room and let me do you" you don't need to do that. I am fine. I doubt I would feel comfortable with that. Well let me do something for you, finger? No I am ok. ( I did not think she would let me have sex with her) but what the hell, Want to have sex? You do not want to have sex with me, I am much to old and not desirable.You are. As he toppled forward my knee came up; and as it crashed against his chin his head shot backwards.Because my trench coat was lying on the floor near Lee Harmon I picked it up and tossed it over the back of a chair. And then I waited for Lee Harmon to make his next move. He stirred around a bit, shoved himself upwards on his hands as though he were starting a push-up.My right foot swiped viciously and I knocked the props out from under him. His face thumped loudly against the rug. I. What can I do for you sweetheart May I sleep with you this eve only if you want to yes I do I been doing some thinking .I like to tell you this if I can't pay my rent I might as well get use to sleeping with the land lord I am eighteen yes I know .Do you know what time it is ? Yes babe I do it’s one thirty am you have school tomorrow I have to get up at six am .Please can we at least make love for a little bit please she begs me alright sweetheart I'm so wet now and horny . Slowly I began.