I just bought a homeless man at the train station some breakfast from the 7-11 next door, a stuffed waffle, coffee, and some steel reserve for later. As we drank our coffees, I asked him if he wouldn’t mind helping me out, if hes ok with it, if he’d let me drain his d***. He told me he wasn’t gay, but seeing as I was being so nice he didn’t mind. We went behind a little building holding train machinery , and I slurped and licked and succled all over his musky hairy balls and shaft. He groaned with pleasure, and it wasn’t long before my jawjacking successfully spurted his love juice down my throat. Mmmm he groaned loudly and told me I was better than most ladies that I had a “b**** mouth”. Both of us satisfied, I told him I’ll see him around.

I went back to catch my morning train with jizzle strands about my beard, gooey with that delicious musky smell emanating, the something for me to savor on the way to the gym.

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