She had been fucked by a new black guy that day. His name was Byron and he was the biggest guy she had ever had. She said he was long, so thick that h...er fingers could not reach all the way around his cock. Ana confessed me her cunt was very sore and she was not in the mood for sex with me that night… She smiled with a devil grin and locked into the bathroom, for a cold shower. Four hours later I rolled over and spooned her. My dick was hard and I pushed her panties aside and slid my dick into. If the sun beating down wasn’t making the mechanics hot enough, her low cut top and short skirt had them overheating. Even when I pulled into the lot she “accidentally” dropped her small purse at least three times, bending only at the waist to pick it up. I chuckled to myself, knowing what she was up too. She teased the boys some more as I went inside to talk to the owner Fidel.“Mitchel!” Fidel exclaimed as he greeted me with open arms. Fidel and I went way back, he and I were best friends. I gently grabbed the waist band on his shorts, easing it down, pulling it over his erect cock, which popped up as it was freed from its restraint. I touched the head, tickling it under the glans. Jim sucked in his breath. I dropped to my knees in front of him, reaching out with my tongue, as I licked the underside of the head of his cock. As I stroked the head of his cock, a drop of white cum oozed out, I caught it with my tongue. Nice. Not at all bitter, a bit salty. I'd take all I could. Glen, standing near the door, could hear sirens start up from several different places. The Sheriff made a third call to his wife, asking her to stop by a store and get four new sets of sweat pants and t-shirts. He hung up the phone and came out from behind the counter. He walked over to the door and locked it.He turned to face the four people in his office. He cleared his throat and said, “Listen up everyone.”Glen and the Metchettes turned to face the Sheriff. The Sheriff, sure that he had.