.." I tried and probably failed to sound too curious."Did she make me cum?" Sabrina asked, finishing my thought. Her blue eyes twinkled with mischief...."Is that what you mean?" I nodded."I sure did!" Sabrina said, grinning. "The little brat eats pussy pretty good. I'm not sure about Becca or..." We both turned to look at Missy. She shook her head quickly from side to side, her face reddening. I raised an eyebrow."I just couldn't," Missy said. "You know what happens when ... it would be too. I hadn't cum in five days and I needed to find a cocksucker to drain my hot cock . I got to the bookstore at 1 , wearing a t-shirt and flimsy gym shorts . The parking lot was full and their were about 20 guys browsing the magazine and video section as I approached the clerk to get singles for a video booth , my semi hard cock making a noticeable bulge in my shorts , a nice wet spot from my drooling cockhead . As I entered the hallway of 50 booths I took off my shirt . There were 6 men just. Throughout the rest of the night Ana kept texting me with updates on how it was going, saying she had been having a few drinks and she was very horny thinking about fucking that black guy.After midnight I got a final text stating she was on her way back home, accompanied by this guy, called Omar; he was Moroccan…I heard them entering our house as I was waiting in the guest room; I had set our main bedroom up with the side lamp on and secretly positioned two cameras so I could record. Then my assistant, Julie, and myself got in the black Limo and we went to one of the yacht clubs in the city and both of us had a leisurely lunch.The lunch itself really was designed to attract young men in the club to notice me and make their first move by getting down to my feet to kiss my heels. Of course, that would be for some gentlemen of 200 years ago to do such thing, to a woman that would surprise and pleasure at the same time.Three men dropped by, two of them already known me, I meant.