All I am trying to do is survive on the streets, and they make it as hard as possible." She looked at the cops over the top of her coffee, her eyes sq...inting against the steam rising from the cup. She looked back at me and asked, "What's your name, Slim?" Howard ... Howard Bloom." Betsy Powell," she said, offering me her hand. I shook it."Pleased to meet you, Betsy. So why are you living on the streets?" I didn't expect much of an answer but she must have been in a talkative mood."My step. I moved back until only the head was in my mouth, and proceeded to jack him off. He gasped, and came into my mouth. I swallowed all that he gave me, knowing that this would be the only taste for me that night. The rest of the men’s offerings would be into rubbers, not my mouth.I checked out the room, placing an extra box of rubbers on the bedside table. I made sure my wallet was in the car, and locked up. Once again, I was grateful for the invention of Keyless entry. I had my fake ID in my. The TWO BALLS FELL on both sides of the two fingers that he used to lift them up and HUNG like two MANGOES on either side. They were LARGE OVAL and FILLED WITH SPUNK. One could tell that he hadn't CUM at least in a WEEK. The VEINS on his SACK were also ENGORGED. His BLOATED BELLY was A GOOD SIZE and interestingly did not show when he was clothed. So it was like a pleasant surprise that he sported a sexy POT BELLY. He rubbed his BELLY and SACK often as he spoke. It almost seemed as if he wanted. I stopped and walked away. “you may continue, but like I said to do when you need to, to keep that wet.”“Yes Sir” her voice was small and weak. I laid on the sofa once more, pretending to read but watching her. She was moving around slower now. as she made it around the room opposite me. She bent over the pick something up. I could see the tail still in her. It moved around as she did. I also saw her hand slip up to her slit and rub herself a minute. She was aiming at me. I watched her play,.