Satisfied that it was the amount he was expecting, he went over to the cash register and picked up an envelope. He carried it back to the young man an... said, “Here’s the title to your car. I signed off on it and it is yours free and clear.”“Thanks,” the young man said slipping it into his shirt pocket. It had taken two years of selling flowers on the street corner, but he had finally paid off the car. It felt good.The old man reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out a check. Handing it to. I explained to Dawn that her mother was likely going to start being jealous of her youth, looks, and intelligence. I led Dawn to realize that if her mother found out about us talking, she would likely be pulled out of school and my reputation smeared.I know that how I treated Dawn that year was, in fact, “grooming.” If she ever needed anything, I would try to help: sometimes it was just lunch money, or a meal before a match. I remembered her birthday and made her feel special on that day. Hell,. ‘Maybe that’s why it brought me here to this club — to meet Jazzy Girl.’ After a bit she settled back and worked her cigarette while the band did some freeform. The audience was tapping and head bopping. A few couples started dancing, including the pretty young thing sitting next to me and her beefy boyfriend who lumbered around like he had cement in his pockets. You couldn’t even tell he was dancing, he just kind of stiffly swayed back and forth on his feet like some ponderous autistic giant.. Your hard cock hits my face and I smile as I remember all of our times together. The head of your cock is swollen, red, and purple. Your monster jerks in my palm when I grasp it tightly in my fist. It is throbbing so hard, and I can’t resist taking it into my mouth. The precum leaking from his slit is a mix of salty sweet goodness. ‘Oh, baby, it feels so good. Don’t stop.’ I moan and take his cock all the way into my throat. While I deep throat his cock, I fondle with Kent’s balls. They are hot.