I bet she’s had tons more. She’s the whore, not me. Anyway, that all got interrupted when Mr. Washington grabbed me by the hand and said that he�...d take me home and ‘give me a good fucking’ and walked me quickly towards the backdoor. His hand just completely engulfed mine. I felt so tiny beside him, like a little lamb in the grip of a giant bear. He is a really big black man. I mean really! I was worried that my husband might see me leaving, but Mr. Washington sure didn’t care. He put his. " What was in the bag, Sir?"He frowned. "I was going to wait, but since you are so anxious we will handle this now. Get out of the car."Nervously, I opened my door, and stood. He came to me, and sat the bag on the hood. He reached into the bag and removed a gag made of a dark red ball."I want to watch you put it on." I did as instructed. The gag was enourmous, and casued spit to run down my chin. Behind the ball I had a difficult time breathing. He laughed."Take off your bra, and lift your. I stripped the black in my hands deeper till I reached mum’s perfect feet. I smelled my own cum between her toes and saw little marks of it on her shoes. “Won’t you honor mummy’s feet?” she asked with another sexy grin. I didn’t think one moment of not doing what I had been begged for. I stack my tongue out and lowered to mum’s foot. I felt her French nails touching my tongue tip. And I tasted the salty cum my mum had milked out of me a couple of minutes ago. I licked it and enjoyed being used. She has a bedroom, bath, and parlor to herself that she can use to entertain her friends as well as her boyfriends – she has them, young bucks that ensure she's well serviced. The Suite as we call it is off limits to me other than when I am cleaning it or when I am summoned to it by the Suites chimes; the chimes indicating that Sue needs something in the Suite Sue is retired on a nice government pension; she does no work with exception of cooking an occasional meal which she enjoys doing. .