. he of course wanted to show his friends what he gets up to in London with his married woman.Gary is a bit of a lad, he knows he can drive women wild...with his fabulous cock and he certainly did that to me. If you remember, the first time we had sex together he had been riding another girl from work for hours the night before, so maybe I didn't get the best of him but he showed me what it is all about when we met again.This time there was no messing about, he knew why I was there, for more of. You got a name, girl?" I nodded. It was strange, being called "girl" by a man who appeared to be almost 10 years younger than men. (T looked to be about my age.) "I'm uh.. I'm Becky." Okay, Becky, now, you stop that cryin' you hear? I never liked hearin' a bitch cry, 'cept maybe in the middle of a gang bang. Now, I heard a few bitches cry then, cummin' so hard they laugh and cry all at the same time. Now that's a kind of cryin' a man likes to hear!" He and T laughed again."So, you ain't neva. I purse my lips to make a tight entrance for his steel rod to penetrate. As my lips touch the tip I feel hands on my head. His hips buck and his hands shove my head down hard impaling my hot wet mouth with his rock hard cock making me moan in delight. He's in a frenzy fucking my face as hard as he can and I'm loving it so much. I want him to use me however he likes. I'm his personal whore.He never lets up his grip on my head with his fingers entangled in my long blond hair as he uses my mouth. ..I say village but it was two houses either side of a road really.It would take mammy and daddy about 20 minutes into town for the shopping or the cinema or whatever.When they went out for the night I would babysit.I don't know if it was that daddy was a civilised man or that mammy had trouble inside but unlike others we knew,there was only me and the baby and a good few years between us too....Nice peaceful house.Hahahaha.I came home from college one day to see the car gone and Uncle Timmy.