" I frowned. My sigh echoed as my head dropped back onto the bottom of the bed. "Well you could always become my assistant," he said, pressing his thu...b into the arch of my foot. I laughed. "Oh yeah, cause I would look just awesome handing you bricks as you built the wall." I joked. He laughed in response.Ryan was a bricklayer, an amazing one at that. I was proud of his expertise if I must be honest, I met him three years ago when he was setting out the foundations for my Aunt'sgarden wall.. When she was in front of her Momma's, Malissa hiked her skirt and showedher own Tattoo. "Would you like to Dance instead of just waiting oncustomers. That is what these mean," Malissa ran her fingers over thetattoo."Is, is this some sort of test Momma?"Taking her face between her hands gently Malissa answered, "I amserious. If you want to dance, I want to see you put your heart into it,not just be a hidden flower among the rest." Does it hurt? Getting the tattoo I mean?" No and it is safer than. ....you moan and lean towards my hand an thrust up to me....but, I tell you no and push you back down...lean down and kiss you like a man and tell you when you can satisfy me like a man, I will cancel my plans and stay with you. But I cannot take the chance of having you fuck me like a 10 yr. old. So I tell you to stroke it yourself and I turn and go back to the dresser. I sit back down and look at you in the mirror and watch as you rub and stroke your baby dick. I know you are watching me and. I could feel myself floating in and out of consciousness from the nicotine buzz. Just then he lit another and took a deep drag, put his lips over my nose and forced every bit of the smoke into my lungs on top of what I had already inhaled. I was fainting in and out and my eyes bulged in fear. As soon as he took his lips off, the smoke rolled out of my nose in thick ropes. He told me to pull his cock out of me. I tried. It was stuck!His cock felt like no other I've ever had in me. I never felt.