She rolled the condom onto me and she grinned as she lay back, my self control evaporated, and I climbed on top of her and slid into her slippery wetness. “Where’s the rest of my money?” I asked. Xnx “Half an hour, beside the second hand bookstore by the Station, ask for Ileana.”
“Ileana, classy,” I said disguising my voice,” Half an hour is a bit tight how about half past eight?”
“Yes is good, an hour?” she said, “Is One fifty pounds.”
“Half past eight!” I agreed. “Be honest,” I said, “No more lies.”
“If you stop pretending about having money.” she insisted. She took my hand, “Come!” she said leading me to the bed, her hands now working to remove my belt, slip my dark grey trousers and underpants down and free my erection. “You really are a piece of shit!” I was told. “Yes,” I agreed.
