She'd have to go through the alleyway, with all the drunks and homeless people. She was wearing her favorite black sweater, and now it was going to ge... ruined.She turned to her left into the alleyway, where it was cold and damp. She walked as fast as she could in her heeled shoes, but still a couple of drunkards saw her and said nasty things. She was stopped suddenly when somebody grabbed her on the arm. It was an old woman."Spare some change for an old woman," said the stranger."Let me go,". I pulled back for a second to catch my breath and she said, "You ready?".I stood up so we can both see. Having orgasmed only a few minutes before my penis was only semi-erect. I then looked up at her and saw her laying on her back with either of her breasts falling to one side of her chest. I then grabbed the head of my dick and rubbed it against her pussy, a move which had proved very effective earlier in the shower. But before I could do that, she sat up and wiggled her index finger back and. "We can't have our golden boy here feeling unwell." "I'm not sure," she answered as she ran her tongue around her gums, absently searching for remnants of my seed. "His mix is just off somehow. I think we need to bring him to Gladys The Grey for a check-up." "Well there, hey." Becky said as she rose from her chair and then squatted over me. "Oh, dear! Oh, my! Let me have a taste myself of that there dick, you guys." My face was nearly engulfed by Becky's ass as she grasped my pole in her. She sprung up slightly, excited.She laid back on the chair, putting a leg up on either arm, her pussy spread, and almost dripping wet waiting for him, Martin stood up, stepping out of his trousers, which were down to his ankles and walked over to Bella, who was stroking her pussy hungry for his rock hard cock.He lowered himself down, smiling as he looked down at her. I walked over and stood next to the chair for a better view.Martin began rubbing his hard cock up and down against her moist.