She worked mornings in a charity shop which Mrs Wilson ran and had often said what a nice lady she was.“No, Mrs Wilson. He doesn’t have to. In f...ct he can be our waiter as punishment. John! Take this tray and serve tea. Mrs Wilson and I have things to discuss.”I took the tray and my cock, which thanks to the shock, had been diminishing, began to raise it’s head again at the weirdness of the situation. Sheila took a seat on the sofa as I took the tray to Mrs Wilson. I lowered it for her. There were probably a dozen couples there, as it was still early, and the assorted "lone wolves," hoping to find someone to spent the night with, were gathered at the bar. The owner of this club was a former client of hers, and he had told her where to get a fake ID for Albert. IT showed that he was 24 years old. He knew that Albert only drank VERY sparingly, and then only a glass or two of wine, so he didn't have any problem with serving him. He knew Albert VERY well, from watching him play. As i removed her blouse….her big boobs jerked out which are of fair wight and her hot nipples are of light brown colour.i started sucking and biting one boob with my moutn and other with my hand for which she had a painnnn…..Now her turn she removed my shot in a hunger along with my under ware and hold my hot erected 5’8″ cock in hae hand and starting bolwing…for which i am enjoying… I opened her mouth and put my cock in her moutn and asked her to suck for which she hesitated and with my. So when I seen this man’s picture with this rather large tongue I had to make a remark “With a tongue like that I'm sure you won’t be lonely long." He was also a rather nice looking thick black man so I was sure that would help. A few days later I received a message from him on my messenger. For the next several months we stayed in contact via the Internet, phone and his two-way. He was a truck driver and his job was finally bringing him close to my area. I had mixed feelings first.