We stopped and he opened a door, stood aside and beckoned for me to enter, which I did, to be confronted by a wooden box, like wardrobe, with holes a...ll around it's sides.I pretended I did not know what it was, but he wasted no time in explaining its purpose. 'Men stick their cocks in these holes, and you Mariel, can suck them and fuck them, till your hearts content'.He studied my face for a reaction, it was frozen, I think I was wetting myself as something, sweat, piss or pussy juice was. “Whats the matter?” I asked.“I uhh, I've never done this before”“heh, don't worry man, just dont use your teeth whatever the fuck you do, just dont sc**** your teeth along me, or you'll be a dead man” I said jokingly, I could tell that instantly he knew that I was somewhat gay, and he accepted it.He wrapped his hand around the shaft and begun licking the tip of my cock like I had done to him earlier.The feeling of his hand, of physical contact sent waves of electricity through my body.“Ahhhh. She slowly got rid of her tight naughty French maid outfits that revealed her robust and well shaped breasts, she was still in the prime of her age and sexually active, 28 or so. She slowly took it off as though feeling someone was watching her and she had the obligation to please him. Laying hallway across him bed, she started withdrawing her panties, slowly and with such precision that her pussy juice was all over it. She started off with her clitoris rubbing it slowly and patiently, she had. “All the time, honey,” Laquifa answered. “Well, um, what the hell do people do with that thing when they’re done with it? Do they just leave it set up inside their living room or what?” The clerk shrugged in frustration. “I don’t know what people do inside their own houses, baby. That ain’t my business.” “I just figured that since you work here you might hear a thing or two—” “—Honey, the only thing I hear around here is the old white guys.