”“Cause, I could jack the boys off better than any of the other girls. All the boys tried to get me to go out with them cause I knew how to make t...em feel good.”“Carmen!” he gasped as the heat of her palm scorched him through the netting.“I think you want me to make you feel good, don’t you?” she teased, sliding her hand up his length to cover the swollen head of his prick.“Oh, Carmen,” he gushed as the air rushed from his lungs.“Do you want your step-mother to make your cock feel good,. But she tries. She'll do."The young woman came down, raking at her long hair, chin proudly raised, and walked past us to the kitchen, doing up her laces. She was a raw-boned farm girl, but showed some lanky grace in her stride. Charlie smacked her bottom as she passed, and she yelped good naturedly and skipped a step or two. She had the right attitude, obviously."All right if I spend the night," the redhead asked.Charlie nodded, looking at me suspiciously."She had some British visitors," I. I had my hand curled around the door knob, feeling the cold metal against my rough skin. She really thought I had intended on making something of this with her? It became blatant that she didn’t know me. ‘I’m not your boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend, and I’m not looking for a one night stand, so I’m going home Liz.’ Opening the door to the hallway, I walked out, moving along the soft carpet, making my way to the front door of her place. ‘Can’t you stay anyway?’ She followed me out to the hallway, a. I don’t think that a big Irish mick like yourself is going to go far in the mafia anyway.’ ‘That’s not what Jack Dragna says.’ Her hands stopped moving, and she looked me in the eye. ‘Say it, and you can fuck me.’ ‘Say what?’ ‘Admit it. Tell me that you paid to have Paolo killed.’ ‘Why the hell would I do that?’ She wiggled down below me until her chin was just under my balls. Her pink tongue came out to a point, and she flicked it against the underside of my sack. I couldn’t keep myself.