After about 30-40 mins it was all quiet, I thought I would have a nice wank before bed, I was looking at videos and reading stories, getting hornier b... the minute, I was playing with myself pulling my foreskin back and forwards, rubbing pre cum slowly working myself to the point of no return when there was a fairly loud bang from upstairs, i put my hard on back inside my boxers and went upstairs to see if everything was ok, I checked in the bathroom and the first two bedrooms and nothing all. "Let him go," Sally implored when she saw the fear in Phil's eyes."Tell Sally what you said about Miss Cummings," I said, squeezing a little harder."I didn't mean it," Phil cried."Tell her," I insisted."Tell me what? What did he say?" Sally said, forgetting her speech about harmony in the workplace.I eased up on the pressure, afraid that I would hurt him. Phil pulled his hand back, inspected it and stuck it in his pocket where it would be safe."What did he say about Miss Cummings?" Sally asked. Timothy held his hands about twelve inches apart, and then used both thumbs and index fingers to describe the girth of the massive black cock that had emptied itself onto his rectum."Wow", Cindy said in awe, as she stared admiringly at Timothy."When Mr. Oliver and I returned the next weekend, there were at least eight or nine black guys", Timothy said."And did they, uh, fuck you?", Cindy asked with a blush."Yeah, a few of them came inside of me two or three times", Timothy said proudly."Mr.. CraigI couldn't believe what I'd just done. Still, giggling silently and feeling a bit giddy, I made sure that the door was open a crack, and sat in the uncomfortable chair the management so thoughtfully provided. The booth was tiny, and smelled of sweat, old cum and new ... and something just a bit raw, like raw oysters. Crinkled tissues littered the floor, and the slick wooden floorboards were sticky in places. I loved it, and inhaled deeply. My cock twitched, and I rubbed it briskly. Where.