"Yea, Jason and I have been busy getting this place just the way we like it." She said to me. Before I could ask about Jason a tall black man walk out...of the kitchen. "I see that you made it safe and sound to our humble abowed. I'm Jason and I heard so much about you." Once he was finish he shook my hand. His hands were strong and rough. A nervous "Hello" escape my mouth while I was still trying to compute what I was seeing. My mother was married to a black man? Now don't get me wrong. I'm not. The escort (we will call him David) at one point joined in saying that he was from Jamaica and asked where her hubby had been. She told him and he said he came from the next town down the coast. My wife and I continued to chat and she said she should really go so I offered to escort her to her room. She accepted and we left. David also walked behind us and when we got on the elevator she pressed floor 10 and he said thats god for him. When we got off the elevator David walked behind us again. " And suck her cock?" Mia asked playfully, again wiggling her toes which continued to keep my cock hard."Fine," I said exasperated by the strange conversation. "I'll suck her cock." How about that sexy ass of yours, Robert, would you give that up, too?" she asked, teasing me relentlessly."You think I have a cute ass?" I asked, teasing right back."Oh, it's very fuckable," she answered."That is good to know," I joked, "that my ass is very fuckable." You avoided the question again," Mia pointed. As she opened the door Ricky was gob smacked, he knew he’d have no trouble everything would go down fine.Ricky arrived back at the car first opening the door for her, Paula looked back to the house; her mother was waving out of the window. Paula raised her hand then got into the car. “I must say you’re really the party piece!” Ricky smiled getting into the car beside her.“Thank you!” Paula smiled. “Where are we going?”“You’ll find out soon enough. This is going to be what most girls dream.