I'm not going anywhere!

"No..." I said in a shaky voice "leave her alone."

The old man showed his grey smile. He was amused.

In a flash, his expression turned to a murderous rage. He raised the wrench and swung it at me. It crashed into my arm and into my ribcage. I felt a sharp pain and fell on the grond. The old man hurled the wrentch at me. I screamed as it bounced only a few centimetres from my face.

The old man kicked my stomach with the tip of his boot. He kicked me over and over again. He only stopped to remove my arms as I tried to cover myself. I couldn't move, I was paralysed from the shock.

My eyes were only half open, but I could see Julia still sucking off the old man's son. She was touching her jaw. She was clearly tired from keeping it wide open for so long but she kept going despite the pain. She had taken her top off and was putting the retard's hands on her breasts to get him to cum faster.

She looked up to check the old man wasn't looking, and she tried jerking off the man instead, hoping he would cum faster. She was using both hands, pulling extremely fast, and using her tongue on the very tip of his dick. She looked up at te retard and smiled calmly.

"Come on sweetie," she said "you're a good boy, give it to me baby," she gave him a tender smile. "Yes, you are, you're a good boy, you're gonna make me happy". The man shut his eyes firmly and clasped his hands into an awkward fist. She jerked him off even faster "that's it, good boy, give it to me, I like it" she closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue.

The old man was still beating me. He started to kick my head, and I started to get dizzy. I stopped moving completely, though I was still partly conscious. The old man was satisfied that he'd taught me a lesson and caught his breath.

His son let out some gurguring sounds in between his fast breathing.

"That's it! Good boy!" saud Julia, as his cum spread all over her face and hair. Her eyes were still closed as some of the cum had fallen on her eyes. She kept jerking him and he kept shooting his load on her face. She licked the cum that had fallen close to her lips. "Mmmmm, good boy, you're a good boy you made me really happy".

When he'd stopped cumming, she wiped her eyes. and got up.

"See?" she said with a proud smile "I told you blonde girls can make you cum too."

"I guess," replied the old man "you can make mentally disabled people cum. Let's go son, pull your pants up."

"Wait!" she said "you're not even going to give me a paper towel? or apologize for hitting my friend?" She was still dripping with cum, it was starting to fall on her naked breasts.

"Find better friends sweetheart, this one is a pussy." He turned around and walked away with his son.

"Wait, don't go!" she said again "the vodka... you promised me some vodka!".

"Oh yeah" he produced a mini-bar sized bottle of Vodka, only good for one shot. She was perplexed.

"Are you kidding me? I didn't think this is what you meant when you said small bottle?"

"Should've asked dear. And put on some clothes you look like a whore."

"You're such a bad person! How dare you!" she said. The old man ignored her and started alking away. "I want the big bottle! Come on please! What if I fuck you? Bet you haven't had a pussy this young since forever."

The old man laughed and turned around. "You're a funny one, I'll give you that. Like I told you I'm not into blondes. And even if I were, I haven't been able to get it up in years. Maybe a few years ago I would have taken you up on that offer. I love putting cocky girls in their place."

"I want the big bottle!" she said. The old man walked closer.

"Look girl you're starting to annoy me. That's all you're getting you fucking thief. If you keep breaking my balls you'll end up like your little friend there."

Without saying a word, Julia pushed the old man against the wall of the alley. He got badly hit on his back and he couldn't move for a few seconds. Without missing a beat, Julia took her chance and pulled down the old man's trousers in one motion.

She took both of his hairy balls in her mouth and kept them there for a while. She slobbered them with her tongue until they were covered in spit.

"What the..." the old man was trying to get his breath back.

Then, Juia put two of her fingers into her slobbering mouth and lubricated them with spit.

"Wait no..." said the man. But it was too late. She shoved them straight in his ashole and pushed them deeper and deeper till they had completely disappeared. Suddenly his dick started to rise. The old man was perplexed.

She started twirling around her fingers, and put his penis in her mouth. She kept circling it wit her tongue to help the man get hard faster. She started to suck it, back and forth. She started moaning for him. The old man grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down.

She took her top off and started playing with her pussy. She was moaning very loud now.

She stood up, and seductively looked into his eyes, still jerking off his cock. "So you can't get hard huh ... you liar. You were just trying to get out of giving me what you owe me... you're not so strong now are you?"

The old man looked furious and slapped her accross the face.

"Rude whore" he said, wiping his hand from the cum she still had on her face.

"Come on don't be like that" she said. "I'm sorry, okay. I'll make it up to you". She turned around and bent over, offering herself to him. "Go on," she said "I said I'm sorry!"

"That's more like it" said the old man. He slid the tip of his dick up and down her pussy. His tip slid right in, she was so wet. Then he trusted himself inside her. Julia let out a moan that let him know she wanted more.

He pounded her, hard and slow, letting out a groveling moan every time he slid deep into Julia.

As all of this was going on, I fully re-gained my consciousness and my ability to move. I slowly got up and saw Julia bent over, trying to keep her balance as the old man smacked his pelvis against her ass. She was tugging at his jacket with one hand to help him sink it deeper inside of her.

I was so confused. I didn't know what to do. I was in a lot of pain, but I couldn't just leave her like that, alone in the middle of the night.

However, she'd made it very clear what her priorities were. She'd left me there almost passed out. She didn't bother to check how I was. I didn't know what was going on. All I knew was that she didn't want me there. So l left.

I got up and started limping away. I looked around for the names of the streets to figure out where I was and how I could get home.

I'd been limping for a few minutes when my phone dinged. It was Julia.

I quickly opened the message:

"What's wrong with you, you just left me there? Call me , I need your help. I'm in trouble. Love you."