Minutes later i came back and she was still waiting for me. "How do i know you're actually going to blow me after i give these to you?" i asked. "Wel..." she said. "Do you have a car or did you want me to suck your cock around the back of the shop?" I pointed to my car which i had parked at the back of the parking lot and off she started to walk. I quickly followed her still not believing this was going to happen. As we arrived at my car she got into the drivers seat and sat there with her. She was a nosy old cow that hated to see anyone else enjoying themselves."That is no way to talk about Mrs. Carey," mum snapped back, "she's just concerned is all." Yeah, with everyone else's business." dad retorted, "I tell you that woman is a menace, every other word that comes out of her mouth is malicious gossip about someone and I really don't believe a quarter of what she says is actually true. Mrs. Carey is a mean, bitter old woman!" She's just lonely." mum muttered."Is it any wonder!". I know what each of her cooing soundsmeans. The shivers and soft moans she makes as she undresses andsettles to her knees make it all sound wonderful.I mean it. I'm the luckiest man in the world."Will you help me? So I don't break a nail." She asks, stroking my beltbuckle and leaning in to plant a red kiss on the front of my darkslacks.My eyebrow throbs and for moment I want to make her work. The longnails render her so helpless it's adorable to watch her struggle withsimple tasks. But my cock. ”Ten minutes later we’d found a spot in the car park just off High Street and were winding our way through the early morning shoppers until Clarissa stopped outside a florist. “Here we are.”“Where?”“Just need to go and pick something up.” She whirled around and disappeared into Eden Flowers, me trailing in her wake, slightly bemused.“Good morning, Clarissa,” said the elderly woman behind the counter.“Do you have it?”“Yes, dear, it’s already out the back, hang on.” She shuffled out of the room,.