He’d go to that one instead, making his daily routine a little less predictable. He never did the drive through either. Always went in, face to face... maybe look around the doughnut dining room, perhaps meet the gaze of someone special, just maybe. Sal languidly strolled in, took his place in line, folded his arms, and scanned the room. No one, no one single, white, female, age/25 to 35, blonde, five feet three inches, no more than 130 pounds. Interests… Interests in sex, no marriage, no. As Randy and Barbara entered Barbara looked around. Even at midnight the place was crowded, there had to be thirty people in the smoke filled hall. Some were seated at the bar, some at tables and some playing pool. There were a couple young black girls apparently with their boyfriends sitting at a table, a couple young unshaven scruffy looking white men at the bar and the rest were middle aged black men spread throughout the room, all of them were eyeing up her delectable body. Everyone of them. Carol said, "You can all have this hot wife. I need Dick's approval and participation." I beamed up at them, "I approve. Let's get out of here." We drove the three of them back to the hotel. During the ride Carol sat in back with Bill and Bob. I tilted the mirror so I could watch them. I heard the rest of the buttons on Carol's shirt pop open and could see Bill and Bob sucking on her nipples. Carol was moaning. Jim, from the front passenger seat, was turned around and watching the action. I. ‘That’s it, mmm yeah, suck that big cock.’ I continued until I felt another cock slapping the back of my head. I moved over and started sucking his, trying to keep them happy for fear of what would happen if I didn’t. ‘This bitch knows how to suck a cock.’ One said with his hand on my head guiding me up and down his shaft. ‘I wanna get a taste of that ass.’ I herd Mike say. ‘Lay down on your stomach.’ He commanded. I did as he asked, and laid face down on the bench, I still had the towel around.