.." But what?" Cornelius wanted -- ordered me to. He liked to watch from the closet. It's what excited him." Is that so?" Yes, Daddy." How many men di... you fuck?" I... don't know. I..." You mean you fucked so many you lost count?" I... guess so. I just never kept count. I..." You fucked that many men and all you've got to show for it is a hundred dollars?" No, Daddy, it wasn't like that. They didn''t pay me." You fucked them for nothing?" Cornelius didn't want money. He just wanted to watch.". They can go after the bigger fish while you’re screwing over somebody’s grandmother.”Frankie smiled at Ed and shook his head. He had just performed the same calculation mentally and realized that Ed had made a good point. He said, “Let me show you your cubicle.”Ed followed Frankie to a simple cubicle near the back. It was the furthest cubicle from a window, the coffee pot, and the entrance. In short, it was the new guy cubicle. Standing there looking at it, Ed didn’t like the cubicle at all. It. “Swallow it all honey. Show then what a good cuck you are."After taking four inches through my gag, he grabbed the sides of my head, forcing his cock further down my throat until his balls touched my chin. "That's it. Take it all.” Saying as I continued swallowing his cock. ”You taught him good girl. No dildo for you tonight.” He said looking down at me. “Tonight you get the real thing.”“Looks like her old man likes cock?” One said as he walked in back of the other. “I got a second for him when. The pretty Mexican girl danced sensually around the small stage. Busy watching the stripper and the faces looking at her, Elliott only half-heard what Ruth was saying. Something further about the drinks, he realized.Smiling seductively, the dark-skinned girl on stage reached behind her and pulled open a zipper very slowly. Ruth quit talking and sat stiffly, staring straight at the girl, watching her tease the dress off her shoulders. One tit came into view, covered by a peekaboo lace bra cup..