Ms. Paulson my name is Sylvia Porter is there somewhere could we talk please. It about Antonio Garcia, and it is important." I said."It will have to b... here unless you want to wait till 10PM." I didn't want to give her time to alert Antonio just in case she knew where he was. If you don't mind these people overhearing your business with Antonio and Mr. Sampson fine." I said."I got a break coming so come on out to the back where I smoke," she said.I followed her out. Once we got outside I went. He took the car keys and told to shift to the backseat. We both got out of the car and right then he locked the car doors and asked me to suck his cock out in the open. It was really cold, and I wanted this to get over soon, so I agreed and went on my knees and started sucking it. It felt really good. Then, he started to push it more and more inside.I started to gag and couldn’t breathe properly. But he didn’t care. He was hitting my top part of the throat. When he was about to cum, he asked me. 'Flavoured, if you like to do Oral, Ribbed for more pleasure, Coloured if you fantasize about other races', he watched my face as he pointed out the vast array, I laughed, partially through embarrassment, I was totally lost, 'What would you recommend', I asked him all honesty, 'I just thought you put it on and did the business'? It was his turn to laugh, 'In my day yes, they were all the same, but today it's the women who want to have the choice of colours, tastes and effects'.I looked at the. Ericka stood there dumbfounded as he walked over and pulled out three paper towels and dry his hands tossing them in the thrash. He then reached in his trouser pockets and pulled out a slip of paper, handing it to her. Be there at 10 am sharp he said and walked out. It seemed time stood still as she stared at the slip of paper. Trembling she forced herself to open it and saw that Earl had written the name and address of a local hotel on it. She must have read and re-read it a dozen times. It.