This was like the previous times I was picked up for smoking, the cops were taking me home instead of to jail, but that was going to stop.The officer ...that took me home told Mom it would be the last time they would show me any preferential treatment. The next time I got caught doing anything, I was going to jail. Mom thanked the officer and started in on me.I sat and listened to an hour-long diatribe about my lack of responsibility, how I was ruining my and my mom's life, and how things were. That tux does things to my form that should be illegal in all fifty states! Where we could have ignored my fellow males, the addition of ladies clamoring for my attention brings out my gentlemanly instincts. You're caught trying to make polite small talk with women who can't take their eyes off me long enough to look at you! Smiling tightly, you slide your arm around my back and lean closer. You are trying not to look like the jealous witch we both secretly know you are.I make the introductions. He let go and grabbed me by my hair. He pulled me down and lifted his cock. Knowing what was expected of me I opened my mouth and sucked it in the best I could. That's it birch, suck it. He pushed my head down farther and I started to gag. He stroked his cock as he moved my head up and down. After a few more minutes he said to turn around. I thought this was my chances and started to run,but he was quicker. He pulled me over to him and said to spread my ass open. My head laying on the bench he. He was the life and soul of the pub and he was always there by the pool table, or leaning against the bar talking to whichever group of girls had wandered in to his territory.I always used to joke with him that he would've been cool 10 years ago, but now his time was over and it was our turn to be the 'cool' ones, in turn he would- without fail- come back with some shot about how he is going to fuck my mum as soon as he gets the chance.I would never get offended by it, she loves sex (as my.