Her grandmother stopped, realising that I knew she was there."His cock's lovely," she said, "you two carry on!" and she resumed giving me a blowjob. I...have to confess that it felt good, so I continued with my attention to Miriam, pausing only when I felt my teenage cock pumping the contents of my balls down her grandma's throat. She swallowed it all and, apparently quite satisfied, went back to her chair across the room.That all kind of threw me, but I brought Miriam off with my fingers quite. Very nervously I replied please dont talk to me that way.Leon said whats the matter dont no white boy talk to you like this I think you like it dont you,you like being talked to like this dont you.For some reason he was right but I wasnt going to admit it to him,By this time Leon was standing next to me he gently touched my arm and said now answer me girl who did you like fucking you better me or your boyfriend.Leon put his hand under my chin and made me look at him and said answer me,very. Already a healthy 20 stone his portly frame showed that although he wore the military uniform he was no jungle warrior."Miss Goodbody it's so nice to see you again and I must say you're looking lovely as ever."Rachael heard the sarcasm in his voice."Joe, please I just want to leave. Please I never did..." Oh no? Of course not." The son said hand behind his back; a pale imitation of his father's style."No you never led me on did you? Never flirted to get your dirty little secrets for the world. The old dude drops me off in that one alley by the abandoned art studio. I wave goodbye at Mr. Puzio as he motors off in his Ironhead Sportster. I rap at the door next to the dumpster. Marek Wnukowski recognizes me and opens the door. I walk into his illicit store and he knows the thing that I want more than my Rocket. “Cholera jasna,” he screams as he tries to find my killer-killer-bang-bang among the clutter and the clang-clang. As I tell him to hurry the fuck up in Polish, he yells at me the.