Maybe I'll let you. Maybe if you beg pitifully enough you'll get what you want."He slipped a finger into her vagina, then two, and started rubbing her... He pressed the heel of his hand against her clit. His slave girl responded by grinding herself against it."Now, Massa?" she pleaded, "Kin I cum now? Please let yo' nigga cum, Massa."He slowed his masturbation of the slave and lowered his hand to reduce the pressure of her humping against it."No," he replied. "Maybe I should fuck you now. Would. My next move was out my control i crept forward and slammed to my knees in front of the man, his cock was already out and semi hard i took it in my hand and thrust back his fore skin revealing a shiny bell end already gleaming with pre cum he groaned as i worked it hard all the while looking slutty up at him. Then i opened my lips and sunk his cock down my neck the old man groaned as i fucked his cock with my mouth then he let go of his mighty load i gulped and gulped and gulped again wow this. About ten minutes later they approached me. It seems the groom was an amateur DJ and wanted to spin records at his wedding, if I had no problem with that. I didn't and took my leave and I headed toward the men's room. As I was returning I passed the coat room which was closed due to it being in the late springtime. That's when I saw a small hand beckon me from the door.Curiosity got the better of me and I opened the door and stepped inside.There in the dim light of the small room I discovered. “I’m not worried,” Max replied. “I’ll find another sales position somewhere, and life will go on.”“What about the bills?”“I’m getting a reasonable severance package. The commission check will be pretty good this month. There’s unemployment. We’ve got some savings,” Max said.“It won’t go far,” Marylou said.“It will go far enough,” Max replied. He scrubbed his face with his hands.Marylou said, “I saw the video from the bar on the news last night.”“One of my better moments,” Max said. He looked.