“We are the Master’s representatives, so to speak. Our wishes are your command.”“What do you desire, Masters?” Asrah asked.“Well maybe we ...ould have a little fun?” Suggested the New Zealander. “The wife’s not exactly been very willing lately.”“Honestly, is that all you ever think about?” Asked the Spanish lady. “We have work to do.”“Well I bet Frank had his way with her the whole way over here!” The New Zealander protested.“I did not,” Frank said, taking his seat. “Now then everyone, you know. He got another eight on the last eight. He split them. The next card was a three. He doubled down and got a ten. The card on the last eight was an ace. He now had two thousand dollars on the table.With shaking hands, he watched the dealer turn over his bottom card. It was a ten. With the six that had been showing the dealer was going to have to take a card. The dealer laid down a jack and went bust. Dexter won the biggest payout of his life – two thousand dollars.He left a thousand on the table. Just before all the toast had been made, my girlfriend came down and walked over to us. She came over to me and when she went aroud the counter she saw all of us had no bottom cloths on and all had hard cocks and she just grinned at me. "cum on toast babe, guys. Feel free to join in mom and get on your knees bitches.", both girls got down and started working on our cocks and after about 5 - 10 minutes we were ready. Just before each of us came we each put some toast under our cocks and jizzed. When was he taking these pics? There was no doubt whose face it was either. He had even made sure his black dick was in the picture. Guy had talent.I heard myself thanking him again. What was wrong with me?"I'm sure you've got shit to do, why don't you get out of here and I'll see you Friday. I'll be in touch with instructions." He said. "Don't think you can avoid me either, I have enough to start a Cocksucker Facebook page about you." Yes, Black Daddy. Thank you." Again? And what did he mean.