Little boy - Y-Luk-O

A little boy

Leaning against the car

Big brown eyes

As he looked at me

Observing

Demanding

What next step I would dare to do

Waitress serves the tablet

I watch her from behind

And her beautiful ass

Wonder how it feeled if I fucked here

Sit back

A cup of coffee in my hand

Enjoy

The late sunday morning

With the smell makes me smile upon the world

And its misery

With a smile

The boy walks away

Does he know me that well?

Sit back…