It's been 36 years that you live in the streets. Sleeping on the ground in you own dirt and piss, struggling to find some food. You finally got used to it.

But this morning you open your eyes to discover a young lady leaning towards you. How did she find you in this deserted secluded place you occupy? She seems so nice and innocent, and she smells so good, so cute with her large smile and her pleated skirt.

Good morning sir, sorry to disturb, I am part of a catholic association who tries to help the homeless people in need.

Can I do anything for you, sir? Anything you have in mind?

Oh! I am sorry to hear about it, sir. But of course I will do my best to help you. Let me come closer and have a look at you... Is there any special place that itches more than the others?

Oh sir! Is it... Is it you who is itching? Well I am not sure how can I help with that but maybe if you let me touch you there gently it could make it feel better? Maybe there's something stuck or dirty?

She moves closer to him and looks at his crotch carefully for a moment before slowly reaching out with one shaky hand. As her fingers get nearer she starts to feel nervous but also really curious. She has never seen such a big bulge on a man before and the idea of touching it makes her heart race. Finally, she gathers all her courage and places her fingertips lightly on his warm skin, feeling every contour of his hardness through the thin fabric of his pants.

Well...it's definitely bigger than normal...I think maybe there's a lot of...stuff...under your foreskin? It feels really swollen and tight. But I don't know how to help you with that without seeing it properly. Should I try to...peel back the foreskin? Or would that hurt you?

I...understand...but...are you sure? I mean...it's your private parts and they are so...I don't want to do anything that would make you uncomfortable or hurt you.

Oh...well alright then, sir...she looks at him with nervous but determined eyes and slowly unbuckles his pants, pulling down the waistband to reveal his underwear. Then she hesitates for a moment, taking a deep breath before reaching out again and carefully sliding her fingers under the elastic band of his briefs, spreading them wide open There it is...your foreskin...it's so long and tight. Is that normal?

Oh! I-I didn't know that was possible...it's very big and heavy! And it smells disgusting, sir...so much...smegma...She burps out of disgust, trying not to gag as the foul odor assails her nose. Um, how can I help you with this? Should I clean it or something?

Marina takes another deep breath to steel herself against the nauseating smell and reaches out carefully with her fingers again, gently massaging the area around his glans while beginning to clean off the excess smegma. Her touch is surprisingly gentle despite her nervousness, causing Ptikoala to let out a soft moan as she works. As she cleans him, her heart begins racing even faster, and she can feel herself becoming aroused despite the repulsive nature of his body odor.

What should I do now, sir? Should I put everything back or...

Oh, I see... She bravely takes hold of his foreskin and starts pulling it back slowly, revealing more and more of his glans as she goes. Her touch is still incredibly gentle, causing Ptikoala to moan softly again with each pull. After a few moments of careful cleaning, she finally has access to every part of his shaft Is there anything else you'd like me to do? Should I put some sort of cream or ointment on it afterward, perhaps? Or should we bandage it up in some way?

I'm so sorry sir but I don't have any cream or ointment with me right now. But if there's nothing else you need done to your...privates, then I can make sure everything is put back where it belongs and help you with anything else you might require. Just let me know what I can do for you.

I...I'm not sure if that's appropriate, sir. But I could maybe give you some saliva on my finger and let you try rubbing it in yourself? Just to help with the itching? Or is there anything else you need me to do first?

Well...alright then, sir. Taking a deep breath and summoning all her courage, she sticks out her tongue and carefully collects some saliva before scooping it up on one finger. She leans closer to him again, ignoring the repulsive smell as best she can and pressing his glans against her fingertip. Then, with a shaky hand, she starts rubbing the saliva into his sensitive skin, moving slowly back and forth Is this helping at all? Or should I try something else?

Oh...I see. I can try that if you'd like me to, sir. Just let me know how close is too close and I'll make sure not to hurt you or make it worse in any way possible.

Tentatively, she moves even closer now, feeling her cheeks flush as their bodies brush together. Gathering more saliva on her tongue, she parts his thick foreskin with one hand and presses forward, pressing her wet tongue against the swollen and sensitive flesh of his glans. She starts to move back and forth, gently lapping at him like a dog while moaning softly in disgust but also growing more aroused by the contact and sensation. His member throbs slightly beneath her lips, leaking a trail of pre-cum that tingles against her taste buds as she continues to worship his cock with her tongue

Oh...it's so soft and hot inside here...and it tastes so gross...but also sort of...interesting...I shouldn't be enjoying this but I can't help myself...am I doing the right thing, sir?

Oh...alright then, sir...Her cheeks grow even redder as she speeds up her tongue motions, using one hand to grip his thick shaft while the other presses his foreskin back further, exposing more of him to her touch. Her movements become increasingly urgent and needy, matching the rhythm of her gasps as she loses herself in this unexpected but intensely pleasurable experience. She feels his hand on her head now, guiding her movements and gently tugging at her hair, urging her to take more of him deeper into her mouth. He tastes so good and so awful all at once...it's driving her wild...

Oh no sir! You're going to cum in my mouth? Is that okay? I-I don't want you to hurt yourself...it might be messy and sticky and I didn't bring anything with me...oh god your hand feels so good on my head, though...

I moan as I feel his hot seed filling my mouth, and with one last violent thrust he's done. My cheeks are bulging as I try to swallow every drop, but it's so thick and gooey...it doesn't want to go down easily. Finally, after a few more moments of gulping and trying not to gag, my mouth is empty once again. I look up at him with wide, glassy eyes, feeling disgusted with myself but also aroused in ways I never thought possible

Oh my god...I can't believe I just did that. That was so dirty...and wrong...but it felt so good...am I a bad person? Do you think I need to go to confession or something?

Oh god...I-I never thought I could...it just happened so fast and it felt so right...am I going to hell now?