He gestured to a chair and said, “You won’t be too forward. Have a seat and tell me why you’re here.”“Thank you,” Danny said going over to... the indicated seat. He stood by it waiting for Mr. Moore to sit down first.Mr. Moore returned to his side of the desk and sat down. He watched Danny take a seat. “So what brings you here?”“I’m a student here at the University Extension. I asked around for the name of someone who was an expert in public relations.”“You’re a student here?”“Yes.”“You look very. And he got up, slapped my face with his cock, and walked away. I stayed still, on my knees, and bowed my head until he returned. The older couple came and rubbed my ass, and pecs, and stroked my hard cock, but I didn’t acknowledge them. Mark came back with Steve and Curt and the muscle cub in the pink speedo!Mark Ssapped my face again with his cock, but my gaze was to the floor. He roughly moved me to the fuck bench! I started sucking him again. He picked up the pace and started face. About an hour has passed along with a few more drinks and we’ve all been getting on really well, lots of laughing at the poor holiday makers who are on their way back. Andy & Jo are both from the north of England and staying in a posh hotel round the corner from our apartment. They like us are staying for another week.I say that you and I should be getting back to our place to get showered, sobered and ready for our evening meal, both you and Jo say “bugger to getting sobered” and burst out. I've developed quite the reputation for being a bitch. Because I'm a very strong black woman, who was taught to take shit from no one. But all of that changed the day I met "Billy the kid"Billy is a skinny 13-year-old white boy I met last Friday night after the front tire on my black BMW 745i caught a flat. Not only was it cold and rainy outside, but I had no clue of how to change a flat tire. Let alone, doing it in the rain. So, when 13-year-old Billy offered to change my tire if I bought him.