Perhaps it was the flash in my eyes when they appeared before me and made their pitch.Although there were a few homeless women in the park, they gener...lly didn’t approach me after my initial nonresponsiveness to them. Soon after I had established my twice-daily walk through the park pattern, the homeless women had stopped offering themselves to me—but the men and boys hadn’t.On the day in question, the day my resolve desolved, Berlin was deep in winter. It had started to snow in the morning,. Sure, we had all of those things I've mentioned, but dad had cleared off with a girl not much older than me and Milly, (We were just sixteen) and mum was seeing how many men or women she could screw in as short a time as possible!"Come on, squirt," I said. "Let's go for a walk down to the river."Our home was beautiful, a seven-bedroom mansion standing on twenty acres of land. Long, beautifully kept lawns at the rear sloped gently down to the Thames where in the summer, the dozens of different. She was tight and soaking wet. I started out with long slow strokes. I gradually increased the rhythm. Pumping faster and faster. Sam whined and placed her hands on my shoulders as she looked at me through the slits of her eyes. “Baby. I like that. Keep it up.” I’m already on the brink of cumming and she’s telling me to keep it up? I gave up all hope of this ever happening. Now that it’s a reality, I’m going to savor every second. I’m gonna hold out as long as I can, even if it kills me…. Time. She remained quiet the whole time I was talking, and even after I finished. To break the silence, I got up and kissed her. Taking a chance, I grabbed her hand and started leading her to her bedroom. Thankfully, she followed me.Once we were in her room and the door was closed, I was kissing her, taking off her clothes and pulling off mines. I lay on the bed, letting her climb on top of me, enjoying the feeling of her naked body, of me entering her. I held her hips to control the speed she was.