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Marathon Man
Date: 10/29/2016, Categories: Fiction, Boys/Teen Female, Cheating, Reluctance, Author: JohnnoAllthwaite, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com
pretty lonely!" It was more like twenty minutes actually but nobody told me. "Promises, promises," she said, how was I to know she hadn't had it for months on account of the training and was desperate for some action. Anyway we got stripped down and was fucking shivering by The Angel, so I had me debit card and got a four pack of Four X in for Al and me and we felt a bit better. We wasn't far from "The Bombay Duck," so I sneaked off and got some pork balls and a bag of chips each which went down a treat but Lionel did his nut and grabbed me fags off me when I went to light up. "Oi!" he said, "Where were you, didn't you hear the gun?" "What?" I says, "Oh fuck!" they was right up the end of the road, we took off after them and it wasn't hard to catch them but then it got fucking boring jogging along, "Fuck this," I said to Al, "I'm getting fucking cold." "Not the same without a bin to carry," Al said, "Shall we get a move on, maybe stop for a bevvy?" "Right oh," I said and we sort of fucked off and left the other fuckers what wasn't used to a hard days work chasing a bin lorry wheezing along behind us. The old pub I had in mind was shut so we kept going and then we was catching up the birds what started before us, bloody shattered most of them. "Hey," Al says, "Reckon you can catch that mouthy bitch?" "Dunno," I said, thinking. "Wipe the fucking smile off her stupid face wouldn't it!" Al said. "Might put one on it!" I said, "Come on!" We got a bit of a move on, some old biddy ...