Jack's Diner looked exactly like you'd imagine a diner in a one stoplight town like Rawhide would, except this was two of them laid together in an 'L'...shape. Pope's Flight, and that was what everyone called it by the way, held court at a huge table that took up the entire top of the 'L'. Breakfast itself was a huge pile of pancakes, hash browns and sausages which everyone fished off the platters in the middle of the table with casual and frequent stabs of their forks. There was a large coffee. I was getting nervous as I've never had anything in my hole, let alone his 10" dick he has told me about! After a bit more probing with fingers, I could feel the flesh of his penis being pushed against my hole and I could feel some more cool gel being rubbed all around it. He worked his way slowly into my ass which was painful, but still my pleasure was there from the girl rocking on my cock. With a grunt, Riley was all the way in. I couldn't believe it! I could feel his balls dangling between. As i snuck in the men's facutly bathroom she didnt notice. As she was changing, i had seen a way to see her changing as she took off her tight white shirt partially drenched in sweat from the hot day only reveing a hint of her sports bra. As she was changing she was taling to herself saying," ooh i haven't had a good fuck for a while." As she was changing in to her change of clothes, she put on her V-String thong and her DD cup bra. As she was then stroking her pussy as she was then saying,. The woman sat down and the man stood behind her. She introduced herself then introduced the man. She simply said, "This is my houseboy and personal slave." She snapped her fingers and this young man knelt down beside her chair, never saying a word. I was shocked. She explained that they lived a different lifestyle from most people. She explained how her slave had given his life to her service. Now I wasn't born yesterday. I'd read stories about this -- I was fascinated. "Well, what.