My daydreams were cut short by an incoming IM from Erica. I opened it and read as my pulse quickened. Go to the ladies room, remove your clothes, put ...n your collar and kneel in the last stall. You have 5 minutes. Admittedly, I was excited and terrified. It was one thing to be Erica's slave in the confines of my office, but the ladies room was public. But she promised not to expose me in public. I fretted over her orders, but I worried more about upsetting her, so I hurried to the ladies room.. I was at least temporarily no longer her focus. The hand which had been stroking my cock had even vanished. Out of habit, I reached down and stroked my own shaft, but discovered that this increased the ache in my balls and made my slit painfully gape open and shut. I tentatively ran my tongue under and around the rim of Father Sweet’s meat, wondering how many licks before I was being too gay. Alice stepped over and slipping her hand up under his balls. This caused the whole head to pop. She is a mother of a 3 year kid and I don’t even know her name..I don’t need to. I want my clients privacy.. She loves oral sex.. She told me that she loves to suck a dick and I was so thrilled to know this.So I checked in to the hotel around 6 Am and was waiting for the couple. They arrived around 10.45. We greeted each other and as she wanted to start the session with a massage I asked her to get into her panties and make herself comfortable on the bed as waited in the bathroom.After waiting. "My daughter," said my mom, smiling through her fear."What are you talking about?" It's a long story."We arrived at the floor and walked swiftly to the room. "Open it," demanded the producer. Mom fumbled with the key but nothing could be done. The Negro lay in bed reading. Mom liked pulp mysteries. "I should have known," said the producer furiously."What, and your bed's been empty all this time?" Mother asked."I wouldn't be caught dead fucking a nigger," spat the producer, "or fucking a nigger.