When he was almost perfectly still, I put a fifth round in his head. He was a mess.Bobby came back through the garage looking down the street. There d...idn't seem to be any other vehicles around. I told Bobby that I had called Howard and he was on his way. He would probably call for back up. If she thought he would answer his phone, she should call him and stop him from leading anyone else here.I was expecting neighbors to be coming out of their houses, but no one came out and no sirens could be. In the Bronx I cross and uncross my legs, then sit with them spread apart and give a teenager carrying a book bag home after school a show that probably provides material for his fantasies for months. —- Mid afternoon. New York. Wearing a blue pinstriped business suit, similar to a man’s, but tailored snugly to my body with the skirt ending at mid-thigh, and black, sensible heels, I sit in the comfortable living room of an Upper East Side apartment on Fifth Avenue, almost directly across. Getting the message I reached over and began rubbing his crotch. It didn't take long for a bulge to appear. I then unbuckled my seat belt, pulled down my denim shorts leaned over and unbuttoned his Jeans. Afterwords I quickly pulled down his boxers and his 8 inch dick sprang out. I spat on my hand and began stroking his cock making sure to pay extra attention to the tip, as I began playing with myself through my white panties. Once he was as hard as a rock I couldn't resist any more and quickly. As if to prove that Madison knew how to suck cock better than Alyssa, I held Madison’s head there for a long time. Her mouth was warm and wet, and her tongue danced around my shaft as my cock stayed buried in her mouth. Finally, I let her come up for hair. She gasped and breathed hard, but she was in much better shape than Alyssa had been, despite holding my cock in her throat for longer.“Wow,” Alyssa said. “You really know how to suck a cock, baby.”Madison flashed her a smile before taking my.