Two waiters were setting up a buffet. They were being watched, lightly, by a woman with a most interesting appearance.“Hal, may I present Gerri, who... helps me?” She turned to the waiters. “I’m sorry, gentlemen, but I don’t know your names. Gerri, would you introduce us?” It was pleasant to watch Joan’s interactions, and the way she showed no condescension but just respect to all.Gerri was eye-catching. My first glance recognized her as taking her style from what some called the Golden Era of. "Can you come here please?" Seeing an opportunity to have some fun, Tim replied in his best slave drawl. "I's comin' Missy." He dropped his axe and strolled over to the porch. A knowing grin and lustful eyes met him when he got there. "I need something fixed. Come inside." His eyes widened in mock fear. "Oh no missy! I cain't do that! The Massa wup me somethin' awful if he caught me in the house when he warnt here!" Well, I need something done, and if you don't come in the house I'll tell my Pa. I can hear the mans footsteps coming close. He is relieving himself at the urinal next to my stall as Jim unloads his hot cum into my mouth. I swallow as fast as I can. The man washes his hands for a long time. The mirrors allow you to look into the gap between the doors and the walls of the stalls. I had done it before myself. My heart beat faster as I heard the stranger walk over to the stalls. I pulled my head back to I could see through the gap around the door. He is a cop or at least mall. "I like that cock," I said."I'm pleased," said Jack."I said you two would get along," smiled Emily. "Hey, let's go into the bedroom and get some real action going, shall we?"I nodded, and so did Jack, and then he stood up, and to be honest, I couldn't take my eyes from that cock of his. It just had to be one of the thickest cocks that I had ever seen, and to tell another truth, I wanted it inside of me so badly that it hurt, if you know what I mean."I can tell you like that prick," said Emily,.