"I give guys blow jobs, too." Really? You suck guys off? Where - right here in the corridor?" Sometimes, if there aren't too many people in the arcade... but usually I do it in the booths because most guy want the privacy. And if they want they can fuck me. I even eat out men's asses. I drink piss, too."He looked at me. He reached out and fingered my tits. "So you just spread it out and let guys fuck you in the ass right here? That's pretty cool."We talked for a few minutes, and then he said, "So. ” I smiled. “Perhaps so. He has risked a great deal by embarking on an affaire with you.” God, I thought, but she is good. Not a flicker crossed those dark eyes, no colour changed her skin tone, nor did she glance around to see if anyone could hear me. “Your husband was kind enough to escort me to the theatre while you were visiting your sick mother and my husband was away in London.” I reached into my small black clutch bag and pulled out an earring. “Did you perhaps lose this at the theatre?. I was sitting on his bike and he was standing in front of me. I really didn’t knew why he was taking such a long time as it was already 1 am in the morning and what he wanted at that point I really didn’t knew.After talking with me for 10 min or so, he came to a point and said see madam what you can offer me, is more important because if the case registered you know what will happen. As I can still smell the liquor from your mouth, and I feel it is more then 2-3 pecks of hard drink. I said okay. I couldn’t believe it. That was a real kick! As far as he knew, Becky was just an ordinary ten year old girl, and he threw a serious kick right at her!But of course Becky Finklestein was no ordinary ten year old girl, and Ernesto’s leg buckled as his foot glanced harmlessly off of her torso. “That tickles,” she giggled, untying her belt and loosening her pants. “I won’t even count that one.”Ernesto was on one knee, stretching out his knee as Becky threw her karate outfit into the corner. She.