"So you relied on the old five-fingered widow?" That I did, an' maybe a few wore-out tavern wenches. Some did goats or sheep, some did each other, but... that weren't f'me. How much farther we got to go?"A ways," I said, as we approached the army's ferry that crossed the James near Hopewell. The sun was sinking by then, but we were almost there."There's the tavern I tole you about," I said maybe a half hour later. Want'a stop for a beer?" Naw. I want'a poke that gal til I'm cross-eyed. Sure am. I didn’t come to the party to wear a boring nightgown and certainly didn’t do all that shaving for nothing. I put on the lacy bra and slid the forms I bought for the party just the week before on eBay. They were a C cup and looked pretty good for the price I had paid.Next I put on the garter belt and sat down to put on my lace top stockings. I stood up and had to tell myself to calm down as I was nervous but somehow very aroused. I was in a strange home with people I’ve only met online dressed. After four quick laps, he hopped outon to the pool's edge and let his legs dangle in the water as he grabbeda couple towels from a nearby chaise. I sat beside him and he handed me atowel. I dried my face, hair and chest and d****d the towel over myshoulders. He began tellin me about the job. I could live in theapartment over the garage. I was to keep his Jag, Hummer and Bentley allin top workin order. Then I was to be on call to drive him at any hourany day. When he told me what he'd pay me, I. My stomach was already full from candies piss and now was being filled even more by a black mans piss. Finally it was over and they moved the table and I sat up and Candie removed the open mouth gag. My mouth cramped from the prolonged use and that’s when Jim stood in front of me and said, “here bitch suck on a real mans cock”. I refused to open my mouth to suck him when Candie grabbed my hair and jerked back and I open my mouth to yell when Jim shoved his cock into my mouth. He was shoving in.