I pulled down her pants and all of a sudden I realised that I had no condoms thinking well I'm fucked when all of a sudden she says be a dear and grab...my bag I have condoms I thought to myself fuck yes there is a god, I popped it on my cock and without hesitation slammed my cock in her wet pussy it was crazy wet i ain't k**ding she was dripping down her legs I started slapping her arse and she moaned a little. So I started going deeper and every time the moans got louder with ten minutes left. As though he did not know what to say. He said "The feeling of likingany kind of men is not strange, i want you to know that". "You know i loveyou like you were my son, but i don't think it'll be healthy for you tolike me as a lover." "But grandpa" i said. "It's not unhealthy at all"."You're not hurting me in anyway just letting me feel better" "Um..." hepaused to try to think of the best thing to say. "Well atleast can i seeyour penis?" I blurted out rather quickly. "Just so i can see what i. Suddenly that hot liquid was running down my face, into my mouth, and cascading down my body. I dropped the cup and began massaging all over my wet body. It felt so good that I shot my load without even stroking my dick.I put my panties and robe back on and went back to my bedroom. I spent the rest of that morning laying in bed, smelling the pee on me, touching myself, and basically working myself into a state of extreme arousal. I knew I wasn't gay, I've never been attracted to boys, but I. Someone else was dead, but, somehow, that didn't matter. He was alive. Not much else seemed important.He finished cleaning up. It was early in the evening and he wasn't sure what to do. He wanted to go somewhere with a crowd. He felt like he could be around people again, for a while. He had two hundred dollars, counting what he had taken from the dead man. Despite living on the streets, he didn't have a hard time keeping cash on hand anymore. There was less to spend it on.He went into the first.