The women drank copiously and were loud. Most of them knew of Carol's past and there were lots of ribald jokes. In the middle of the party, a group ...f local male entertainers called the Firemen whose motto was "We will Hose You" and whose reputation was rather racy, arrived. They wore tuxes and started dancing to grinding music. The tuxes were rip-away costumes and they were wearing gold jockstraps. Carol was seated in a chair in the middle of the room. The Firemen were dancing directly in. ?Acting as head house-slave while his daddy?s fallen ill, anddoing a hell of a fine job I have to admit. That boy?s got more experience at16 than most niggers twice his age. Almost as good a house-nigger as his Mammyis a cook. The three of ?em have a room off the kitchen ? only niggers whoactually stay in the house??..Exceptin? those with special permission, of course,? he added with alewd laugh and wink. It took James a moment to realize what he meant, and hisbody briefly shuddered ? with. We lost eye contact but she tightened her grip on my cock and furiously pumped away on it for perhaps twenty seconds, so hard it was uncomfortable. Then she relaxed again, a smile on her face as the blonde mouthed on as if this were just one step of many to come. Her hand became much more caressing and I could tell I had been selected for some special stimulation as I locked eyes once again with the older woman. Her hair was a light brown, with perhaps a touch of gray at her temples. Mature.. Large, rounded, and on display for all to see in a draped dress that looked more like a toga than anything else. I guess the front of her dress came down about half way to her nipples, showing a generous amount of cleavage.Asking where she had been keeping herself, and being rude in asking, "Who's the lovely boy toy, sweetie," she spoke as if I weren't there to answer.Staying completely in character, I have to give her credit, Ellen simply said, "I've been taking some time off from the social.