’ He was quiet a second or two. ‘Shoot, Beverly. You seem ’bout as lost a girl as I ever met. But I reckon I ain’t gonna talk you into toodlin...�� on over to Atlanta with me, am I?’ Sarah lowered her head. She thought she wondered what Atlanta was like. Benett had been there five times in the last year. ‘Well, no,’ he said, ‘I guess not. I tell you what, though. When you find that boyfriend of yours, you tell him there’s men knows better than to drop you off in the middle of nowheres, if it ain’t. I crept out the pool and made my way back to my room and fell into a deep satisfied sleep.The next morning I was sitting eating breakfast when Emily appeared. I blushed hard as I watched Emily move through the room, terrified of what was about to happen.“Sleep well?” she asked while pouring herself a cup of coffee.I nodded sheepishly with a spoonful of cereal lodged in my mouth.“Good, me too!” she announced and floated out the room.To my relief, nothing more was said and the day passed without. The feeling was of velvet as the head of my cock slowly disappeared between her lips and into her mouth with my hard shaft following. She started by sucking in hard so i could feel the inside of her cheeks surrounding my cock and then started to slowly move her mouth back and forth over the first half of my cock. As her saliva started to slick up my cock she decided to give me a real treat and take my whole cock deep into her throat. It was amazing as her throat started contracting each. As he waited at the bar my eyes drifted to the group of lads, they were a mixed bunch, tall, short, some muscular others skinny. I worked out from observing them that they were a stag party, the 'stag' being a black guy in his late twenties, the others were, black, mixed race and four white guys.My eyes rested upon a younger black guy, early twenties, well built in a sporty sense with close cropped hair. Like them all he was wearing a white T- shirt identifying them as part of 'Dek's Stag.