Listen, man, I was thinking. What do I gotta do to keep this going?" I don't know. What can you offer?" Not much, really. I'm only seventeen. But I ca...n fix cars and paint and run errands." I'm good for now."Mark eyes Erika and then the portrait and tries to convince me again.We go back and forth a few time and finally I say,"you want something to drink?" Beer?" "Zareen, beer!" I yelled."Zareen?" Mark repeats then sees Zareen walk into the living room, very slowly carrying a beer. His jaw drops. " I said, dismissing her worries.She paused, as if wanting to say something more. We continued to walk around the complex making small talk.We met a few people bringing their pets out to do their morning business. A few drivers passed as they apparently headed out to work.We meandered between the buildings, eventually heading back towards her building.We were near our cars when she stopped. She turned to me. "I don't want to wait. I want you and I play with Chloe today..." "But, your. I then let his shirt fall to the floor before dropping to my knees and slowly removing his belt and jeans. He grabbed the belt and told me to keep going, so I slid my fingers in the waistband of his pants and slowly pulled them down revealing his thick 8 inch cock. It dropped down so it was pointing straight at my mouth and I looked up at him and he grabbed the back of my head and ordered me to oped my mouth, so I did as he ordered and he forced his cock deep into my mouth and started to face. “You okay?” I ask. “Cold…” she says, staring at nothing in particular. “You gotta get those wet clothes off,” I say. “But do you have anything I can wear?” “Ummm…” I start to chuckle as I gather up a T-shirt, boxers, and athletic shorts from my dresser. I turn to her, offering the clothes up. She looks at them and starts to sarcastically cry. “Why did this night go so sour?” “Wow… Sorry I can’t be a good host to you.” “No, it’s not that. Just – I need something warmer. Is that clean?” She.