I had heard about it from a friend that said all kinds of things could happen there. We went inside and sat in a booth in a darkened corner. Tim left ...to go get us some drinks. I noticed several black men at the bar and thought how nice they looked in their business suites. One of them noticed me staring at them and tipped his glass toward me, I nodded back at him in acknowledgement. Tim returned to the table with the drinks and I told him that those black men at the bar seemed to be interested. I didn?t care who it was I just had to get off this infernal machine. The knocking grew more insistent and I screamed into the gag with all my might, ?COME IN? PLEASE HELP ME? COME IN DAMN IT? COME IN!? Then the knocking stopped.In bitter despair I sobbed knowing I would be days before somebody found me. This was how it was going to end; naked and tied to this machine; sweating like a wrestler; nose running, dripping over the tape? then, again I heard a tapping on the window. I turned to see. ? ?No, please.Don?t hurt him. I?ll be good, Massa!? Jasper rose up on his toes. He was one beautifulnaked buck. Sam smiled. ?Getyour dick leaking for us!? Jasper pumped hismassive teen prick. He squeezed and twisted it. The plum sized dick head shone andthe piss slit opened. A trickle of pre-fuck hung from the cock lips. It formed a longstring reaching toward the floor. Jasper stood there, his dick leaking. ?Good Jig. Nowdon?t make a mess, scoop up that fuck snot and eat it.? Jasper. "Again "Uh-huh" was all Dustin could say.Monica put his cock back and began to suck Dustin like a woman on a mission. It wasn't long before she felt his balls tighten. She pulled his cock out, leaving only the head between her lips. She deftly stroked the shaft and sucked with her mouth. She was rewarded by Dustin's first huge spurt of jizz. As Dustin continued the spurt its load, she fought to keep swallowing fast enough. The warm load coating her throat and filling her belly. Dustin could.