Next morning she came at scheduled time and I opened the door, now she was my manhood from corner of her eyes, I asked what are you looking onto, she ...smiled and hold her hand. I asked the same question again, this time she looked on it and fingered on it and said it was a good start for a day. I took her to my bed and rammed her furiously. I started having sex with her everyday morning and evening. In few weeks I lost my interest in her cunt and was looking for her ass but she was not willing. I moan as she takes more and more of my rock hard cock into her mouth, always stroking what little bit she isn't sucking. After a couple minutes, I feel myself getting closer, so I made her stop. Jamie pouted for a minute, but then I sit down on the chair and told her to get on. Smiling, she pulls her thong to the side and straddles her pussy over my cock. Ever so slowly, inch by inch I filled up her soaking wet pussy with my cock. Both of us moan as she takes my entire cock, feeling it fill. Or do you have her tied to the bed, maybe?’ He kicked me again, in the face this time. I stayed silent. He slammed the barrel of his gun against my ear, turning it numb. ‘Call her, asshole!’ A new voice spoke from the kitchen door, barely audible over the howling sirens. ‘Cease and desist, Doolan! Step away from that citizen and for God’s sake put your gun away.’ Doolan backed off. I felt blood trickling down my cheek toward my mouth. I heard the static of a radio transmission and the new voice. Within weeks things had progressed nicely. He’d come to join me at the bar, stand with his hand caressing the small of my back, his other hand resting softly on my knee. He was never assuming and this intrigued me, he was so different to the guys I was used to. But still I continued to maintain my distance, always leaving before the end of the night, never saying goodbye, and yet week after week he’d be there. Until one night he wasn’t. I was devastated, and proceeded to drink far more than.