They greeted him by name so must have been regulars. He asked if they struck out again at the bar, they laughed. He then told them some gay cock whore...was going to be by in a little while and they could at least get a blow job. They asked if he was any good and he told them he gave great head and swallowed so they should have lots of fun with him. They got their tokens and headed to the video booths.After they left, I thanked him for the complement. He asked if I really wanted to have a great. “You’re my sex toy now, do you understand that?” my dominating manager asked in a sexy voice as she rode my thick cock harder and closed her eyes in pleasure.“You have to be ready to fuck me whenever and wherever I tell you to, you stupid boy. Did you really think I wouldn’t notice you checking me out with the corner of your eye every time I pass by in the office?”.“Fucking glad I did check you out ma’am”, was my response.“Shut up and let me do the talking”. Roshni got off my cock and untied. It was easily 8 (probably nearer 9) inches in length and Jon doubted his mouth opened wide enough to get the girth in. His balls were taut and hairy, and his bush was clipped close. Dean's cock was veiny, much more so than Jon's (it would have to be, thought Jon, to get all the blood to it!), and he too had a foreskin. Jon took everything in and noted the flow of pre cum dripping from the end of the foreskin hood. With a trembling hand Jon peeled the foreskin back and tentatively put his mouth. Besides me, Thunderfeet gasped. "Ashley? What you doing there?" Long story mom. I didn't know you knew Jacob?"Thunderfeet sidestepped the implied question."Where's Jacob? His mother needs to talk with him." He's napping. I'd rather not disturb him." What? Why not?" He's had rather a really bad night."I spoke up. "Still, I need to speak with him." I'll take the call."That voice sounded familiar. But it couldn't be Jacob. Just how many people are aboard that flight??My question was answered when.