So I give her the details of the taboo desire. I told her I'd like for the guy or guys if she so wished (since her biggest turn on is multiple cocks) ...e well hung with at least 8.5" or more of thick dark black dick. She said she agreed to that. I told her I just want to watch and to allow them to use her as a fuck toy and that I encourage them to be verbally dominant.So anyway we both would try talking with guys online and try feeling them out such as their personality and such. She didn't want. Hell, just thinking about it has given me a hard on’ I kissed Mark and felt his cock through his pants, just as he said, it was already hard. I took it out and straddled him, I didn’t even want to wait to take off my panties, so I just pushed them to side and placed Mark’s cock at my opening, sinking into it in one fluid motion. I was so wet it slid easily until it was completely buried in me. I began moving up and down, riding his cock, and even though I was looking at Mark’s eyes, I was. Barrett made a face as if something smelled bad when she passed behind the fat man and looked down at his exposure. I could hardly contain my laughter until we made it outside. All the way back to the apartment's garage she carried on a running commentary about how men always seemed to pick clothes that accented their least flattering points. She continued with how the man in the diner should have dressed and listening to her words I could picture the same man in a loose sport shirt and slacks. At least it would have been someone to talk to, other than clients, I mean. My job is great, at least if I don't have to associate with patrons. Besides, my Slave was better acquainted with this type of business interaction. Talking with "suits", if you will.I'm really taking my time getting to the good stuff. And if you haven't guessed yet, the good stuff is sex. Isn't it always?So, here we sat across a eight-foot round table from each other and I didn't even get a chance to talk with her. I.