He also slid something into his pocket.“Sorry, sir, just delivering room service, sir.”“Room service? I didn’t order anything.”“Your wife... sir,” the kid said, and blushed even more as he fidgeted a bit.“Oh. Okay, thanks,” Ron said as he walked on by. He wondered why the kid had seemed so nervous. He turned around to ask, but the kid was gone and the service elevator door dinged. He opened the door as quietly as he could, hoping maybe to catch his wife reclining naked in the tub, or maybe. Everyone had left, except the 20 something year old valet. He immediately brought her car up and got out looking at her expectantly. Joanna turned to Tyree and asked him, "I kinda promised him a blow job when I got here tonight. Do you mind if I make this my last little white cock? Tyree just nodded and as she sat in her car, she motioned the k** over to her and pulled his cock out.For a white boy, he was quite impressive, coming in at 10 inches. Joanna guided his cock to her lips and gave it a. I had had enough propositions from girls over the last few months to recognise the signs and had a pretty good idea why she was here, and what she wanted, but I wasn’t going to make it easy for her. If she wanted what I guessed she wanted, she was going to have to ask like all the others.Mrs Harrison is in her mid-thirties; the long dark auburn hair that she mostly wore up in a messy bun curtained her delicate pale complexion, broken only by a pair of round turtle-shell-rimmed glasses. Her. Pulling my dick this way, and that way. Trying to switch hands, because the other was getting tired. It was getting to be unbearable. I know she wants to learn, but sometimes to quick. That's her downfall, and if anything, I'm the one who's gonna have to break her out of that. "Okay, okay. That's enough for now. We'll practice more on that later. She stood up shaking her arms."Whew!! that' made my arms sore." "You'll get use to it, and you'l get the hang of it too. Now what I want you to do is.