Meanwhile, in an alley in the seedier part of town, Eriny was giving the tattooed man a blowjob. And he was doing it gladly. At first, it disgusted and frightened him. But as time went on, he began to enjoy it. And now, it was such a turn-on for him. How could he not enjoy this? It was so hot and dirty.
Part of him, at the back of his mind, kept telling him that this wasn't right, but that voice kept getting quieter and quieter, barely a whisper at this point. The tattooed man's voice was much louder.
"Yeah, that's it, bitch," the man said, leaning back against the wall of the alley. "Suck my cock. Suck it good."
If Eriny could smile, he would.
