Just then the buzzer sounded again as I approached the front thinking I'm never going to get my stocking completed if this continues. When I got to th... front I was met by a young black guy and I asked if I could help him find something he said yes he was looking for hair stuff so I directed him to aisle three and went back to stocking. I got some stocking done then thinking I should be more helpful I again stopped to check on my customers. As I rounded the corner I realized my customers had. I´m not a fat guy, no, I am a height of head taller than Julia, slim and good looking, only my belly not exactly that kind of washboard like in the catalogues.But then I thought to myself who cares, and tried to stop my dirty fantasies about the upcoming evening with my ex-wife. This did not last. Later in her Mercedes I often had a hidden side glance on Julia whose breasts made shady curves in the half darkness of the cars inner room. She was still wearing her business outfit, a black skirt. "No, Sir." "Everything off. Right now." She quickly moved to comply: She tossed the vibrator on the bedside table and unzipped and removed the skirt she was wearing that had been bunched up around her waist. She then pulled her top off over her head and unsnapped the catch on the front of her bra and pulled it away from her breasts and off her arms. He turned and went to the closet and came back with two arm cuffs and a spreader bar. He toss the bar at her feet and she obediently put her hands. Manny forced me down onto my knees, and dropped his boxers to reveal a thick, 7 inch member, uncut and throbbing. My jaw dropped at the sight of his cock, and he took the opportunity to drive it into the back of my throat, yelling “This should shut you up!” I gagged on the unexpected impact, but quickly adjusted my throat to his girth and started to suck. Manny’s hands were on the back of my head, running through my hair as he thrust in and out of my mouth. I could hardly breathe, and elected.