I raised an eyebrow at that comment as I knew Roger to be mostly drunk and incapable from Valerie herself."Yes, utter bollocks I know," giggled Jean."...ep," I chuckled."She's just bored, John," said Jean. "Makes stuff up to make herself sound important. But as far as I know, and believe me I hear them all, the truth simply isn't in any of her tales." Just glad it's Roger and not me on her hit list," I chuckled."Me too," said Jean with a wink as she went back inside.With the car washed I drove to. “Are you picking someone up?” He asked, putting his hand on my shoulder. “Yes” I barely could whisper, as I was hypnotized by that huge sized dick.“How long are you going to be” He insisted, putting his hand on my hips.“Another hour” I whispered again, now looking at his eyes.He smiled again as he slid his hand under my skirt. Soon he found my wet thong and put it aside with just one of his thick fingers.“You want for sure to go back in the cubicle, Ma’am…” He said, leaving me.I looked down. Ken thought they looked a bit firmer in that top than when she wore nothing. Her skirt was several inches above the knee - or rather only a few below her pussy. It was black and he suspected she wasn't wearing panties. She sat, not taking care to keep her legs closed, and he was sure. She had on three inch heels and black thigh-highs, the bottoms of which could be seen when she sat."Will this do, Master?"Ally giggled, "Depends on what you're trying to do!" Yes," said Ken feeling arousal rising. I want you to taste your ass all over my cock. Clean yourself off me!’ The slave did so, choking and gagging. Zack switched places with Austin and the slave cleaned off his dick as well. Beneath them, James was grunting and finally slammed himself all the way in and bellowed. ‘FUCK he feels good.’ Scrambling up, he put his now limp dick near the slave’s head, who began to clean it off without even being ordered. The men grinned, and Drake mentally compared to the exhausted and broken slave to.