After a few minutes, she returned with my card and two sales slips. One slip was for me to write in a tip and total with my signature and the other wa... my copy for my records, which Dakota took. I signed my name and left the waitress a 20% tip to cover all the work that she did with us for lunch.The waitress pulled Dakota aside and asked if this was ‘the’ David Greene from Jaxson Inc.? She told her that I am. She said that she has a brother that has a history in corporate security but is. She moaned as his cock rubbed her. “Please no.” She moaned. “You agreed to this must I remind you.” The teacher said mockingly. “I changed my mind please no more please stop.” Delaney moaned obviously enjoying the feeling but not wanting to get impaled by a cock. She was unaware to it’s size but I could see that his was going to be a great fuck. Delaney was struggling now trying to get away but the teacher held her. I was stroking myself even harder now and I was about to whip it out and jack. The three men arrived, all but panting and glowering at each other, the next afternoon, after I had installed my frowzy doxy in a small bedroom and told her what her job was to be."Don' you want a sample?" she asked, lifting a plump boobie up to me, its brown nipple as big as a Spanish dollar.I declined. She may not have been poxed, but she certainly had been around the barn a few hundred times.The oldest, and perhaps most handsome of the three by the usual standards of the time, was a British. As I turned onto my street a car pulled up at the kerb some way ahead. My neighbour was a lady in her 60s and it looked like her car.Looked like it.As I got beside it the passenger door opened. As I crooked my head down to say hello I was grabbed and hauled into the car, bundled awkwardly into the passenger seat as the car shrieked away up the road. I remember fear and being smothered in someone's clothes, my face pressed into a belly and my legs angled awkwardly in the well of the car. .