?Good morning black Cock slut Sarah? he boomed in a voice loud enough for the whole street to hear. ?Don’t you look lovely this morning-especially n...ow you earned the gift of baldness?Blushing with pride, Sarah dropped to her knees before the ebony monster.? Stand back up, slut? chuckled the giant. ? It seems we have an audience. The neighbourhood watch seem fascinated to know what has become of little Miss ‘holier- than-thou’ Sarah who used to think it was clever to flaunt her very westernised. ‘Those guys told me about a good diner,’ she said with a nod toward the men who had just left. Resting her hand lightly on her pack of cigarettes, she looked at him awkwardly. ‘Do you mind?’ ‘Oh – no,’ he said quickly. ‘It’s a bad habit, I know,’ she said, lighting a cigarette. ‘There’s just nothing like a good cup of coffee and a cigarette in the morning.’ ‘Yeah,’ he replied, watching her small fingers deftly handling the lighter and cigarette. He gave himself a mental shake. ‘Actually, I. .. you've got to leave. I'm going to have to go." Oh, not yet," I said, continuing to stroke her back. "You need to hold it as long as possible."We stayed like that for another minute or two, me stroking her back and Linda groaning occasionally. I slipped my hand under her belly and massaged it gently."Oh, god, don't do that. It makes it worse." No, dear. It makes it better. Just hold on a little while longer. I know you can do it."Linda was clenching her butt cheeks tightly now. I continued to. My job was to be the table-waiter, bringing the food to the table, taking away the finished crockery, and attending to drinks. I was asked to remain in the kitchen, and when all ladies had arrived, I was to undress there, and come into the dining room to be introduced.As I waited, I could hear the ladies enthusiastically greet each other, and then settle into animated conversation, until the next lady arrived, and the process would begin anew. Finally all seven of the guests had arrived, and.