" Maria said, lying the palm of her land on my thigh. I looked over her face, she had a trusting appearance, or maybe it a spell or something she had ...n me, I really don't know. I looked at her youthful, long smile; her teeth were in the shape of V's. Her teeth looked extremely sharp. "Why are your teeth like that?" I asked. "It's how we turn someone into a Paw." Maria replied. "No time for questions my King, I'll explain everything you need to know, in good time, my sir. Now give me your. Unfortunately, neither is he. If this is God's own country, why did He let the rich bastards invent the pre-nuptials?I am John Cerutti. From the old country, yes.I know, I know. Machismo, Mafioso and Mussolini. As far as the Duce goes: half my family got robbed blind by him. Some died. As for the Mob, yes, we eat the same spaghetti as Tony Soprano.Leaves the Macho part. I plead guilty. I love men to be men and women to wear skirts. I love a woman to depend on me. And I hate to see her in. .that one." Where is it? Please."He gave a limp-wristed wave toward the door. "Out there. Over by...You know."I didn't know, but I assumed he at least was pointing me, howevervaguely, in the correct direction. I tugged the coat around me once moreand ventured out into the deepening night. More stares, a few hornhonks, and one wrong turn later I was on a dark street. I double-timedit to the next corner, where several figures were standing together. AsI got closer I realized they were. Normally it would take more than that to arouse me right after having sex, but Jenny was such a gorgeous and sensuous teenager, that my cock started to respond.I ran my fingers down through her beautiful blonde hair as she looked up at me with a smile that said, “You’ll love the way I’m going to suck you off.”Jaime was still standing at the door, spellbound. I guess she didn’t know whether to leave or to watch. I hoped she would watch. That would be so hot!Jenny’s rubbing on my cock was having.