Zanya set the iPad aside, eyeing the tray and its offerings.“Shall I pour?” I asked. She smiled. “Right, then, I’ll be the mother.” Pouring ...wo cups, I said, “Help yourself to milk, and sugar Zanya. The cookies too, if you please.” I realized I had put off an important function, too long. “Um, if you’ll excuse me a minute... ?” She placed a hand on my forearm.“Bathroom?” She had put off the function too long, as well, it seemed.“Ah, yes ... bathroom. Indeed.” I held out my hand. “This way?”I. ”Julia began to picture it. “Did he hurt you?”She shook her head. “No, he was quite gentle actually, but he was determined to fuck me and he did.”“It wasn’t just the once then?”Again her head shook. “Hell no. Joey stayed the whole week; they spent the whole time fucking me at will between them.”She could almost visualise it; two black males taking turns with her, probably only stopping for short rest breaks in between. “Was he big like Tyrone?”Annette laughed. “Charles showed you the photo. MMMMM.... YES.... YES... I WANT YOU.... I NEED YOU... I'M SO GAY... YES DADDY... YES... I'M YOUR BOY..." I held nothing back, loud and clear... each phrase making him moan harder, louder and more powerful. "CUM FOR ME NOW YOU GAY SLUT" he demanded... I grabbed my cock and stroked furiously... He stopped thrusting and just pushed hard... I could feel it coming... this made me wank faster... my mouth open... moaning... tongue out... just as I felt him shoot inside me my ass clenched around his. Surely this wasn’t another interview? My nextone wasn’t due until two and I wanted a quick rest. I’d been interviewing for my new assistant all morning and Iwas absolutely exhausted. “Come in” I said reluctantly, glancing at my clock. Twentyto two. Whoever it was had better make it quick. In stepped Jared. Tall,muscular and such a player. We’d had a steam quickie two weeks ago in thebathroom at the Christmas party and I have to admit I hadn’t been able to gethim out of my mind..That long,.