He was in fact Jamaican, and since Linda had visited there a few months backshe was very interested in his story of how he used to make a living there...s a waiter at a hotel. Linda was a little tired from the early morningflight into Tampa, so as she checked into her hotel, the first thing she didwas to lay down on the bed and drift off into dreamland. As she quickly fellto sleep, she began to dream about a video she'd seen about a girl who wasgangbanged by 8 men, accept in the dream she was the. She was married and had two small children, but all that meant, as I found myself joking to friends around the office, was that she had had sex twice and got pregnant both times. But I fantasised about her.One day during the centenary celebrations, which kept her very busy both day and night, I had to call round to her place, which was near where I lived, to collect something, and she had taken a long time coming to the door. When she eventually appeared, she had the look of someone who had. "The look on Peg's face seemed to suggest that I'd explained the long story of how I got to church satisfactorily. "It makes perfect sense to me," she said.Our conversation-my near monolog-had been punctuated by bites of egg and toast, pear and romaine. Peg was sipping her coffee as I finished my second cup. The waitress had removed our plates and slipped the check under my saucer."Thank you for listening to me," I said."Alex, sometimes that's what people are for. And not all people, not all. ” She cupped his nuts and tugged them down and pushed them back between his thighs so that his cock would get harder. She wanted to see if his tool would shape up the way that she had imagined it. Without thinking she was on her knees and had the spongy head of his thickened and throbbing thumper between her lips, her tongue massaging the sensitive area beneath his mushroom cap. She turned her head to the side and let it press against the inside of her cheek. Then she let go of.