For that the guys would either get ablowjob or could jerk off on me or in my mouth.No fucking, no kissing. And there was a 15-minute maximum per guy, ...fthey didn't cum by then, they paid anyway.I actually liked the work a lot better than before, the guys were morestraightforward, and I liked the quantity, most were a dozen guys ormore.The second night doing that I got a call for a group of sales guys, andwhen I showed up there had to be 50 guys there, and most of them werein their 30's and. She opened her trunk and seemed to be struggling to lift goods from her trolleys to the car. I got out of mine and approached her saying "Do you need a hand?", she replied "Oh thankyou that would be a real help", I emptied her trolleys and after filling her boot we were talking, as it turned out she was a single mum of three k**s and was run off her feet at home.We went for a coffee in the market and talked some more, she was 38 and didn't get any time to herself especially since her husband. He fell to her knees and quickly lifted Ana’s skirt.He ripped off her tiny cotton thong and shoved his hard black dick deep inside Ana´s cunt.My sweet wife cried in pain and surprise, but she soon started moving her hips at the same rhythm of the bartender, who was now pumping her pussy faster and harder.Five minutes later, Frank arched his back and grunted, filling Ana´s cunt with his cum. He then just laughed loud.“Now, you just have to take care of the guys and you can go free.”“No!” Ana. !"I chuckled at her pleas, "You still haven't learnt have you, you must always await for my permission first before you are allowed to do anything."She just looked up at me, with puppy-dog eyes, I was unable to resist."Ok slave, now you're going to take ALL of me in your mouth, every single inch of me, even if it makes you gag, and you ARE going to suck it hard." I demanded."Yes Master!" She excitedly responded with a big smile now on her face, "Thank you."I moved up just a little further, so I.