It's not typical for someone to share a booth, but I wanted to get a better look at this cock, so I unlocked my door.A pretty good sized man walked in... he was younger than me and looked somewhat like a farm boy that lost his way in the big city. He then dropped his pants to reveal a massive cock that hung at least 8' limp. It was a beautiful specimen of man-meat.I plunged my face down on to the head and sucked it in past my lips and looked up at him like a bitch in heat. "yeah, that's a good. Don't you just love California? Got their priorities damn straight, damn it!Anyway, as I was passing by the building, the paramedics were loading what was left of the old lady into the county meat wagon to take to the morgue. The ambulance couldn't make it into the small parking lot of the apartment complex — it was trash day and all of the recycling bins were neatly arranged in the driveway for pick up — and so the ambulance was parked kind of caddy-whampus in the middle of the street. It had. She was getting me more excited than I’d been for a long, long time (well, since last Saturday night anyway). My anticipation on what else she was going to show me next was growing every second. When she opened the door again, she was wearing a dress, short in the front, well above her knees and flared out long in the back, lots of frilly dangles hanging from it, especially from the bust line. It had little spaghetti straps over her shoulders and I was sure she wasn’t wearing a bra under it as. None of us are ready to roll over and die, I thought.We set our glasses down and kind of looked at each other. There was an 1,800-pound elephant in the room that we were tip-toeing around. I figured that this was as good as good a time as any to acknowledge the big fucker’s presence.“So,” I began, and the ladies turned to me and waited patiently for me to say something of extreme import and eloquence.“What the hell do we do next?” I asked. It wasn’t really all that eloquent.Alice piped up with.