It wasn’t until I saw his cock; that I suspected it must have been the guy who had kicked me out from his booth.I paused for a second or two.“Hmm,...so now you’ve come to finish the job and fuck me,” I said, in a raspy voice.“Oh not just me but I will go first,” he said, and pushed the door open wider.There was a bunch of guys standing around; all eager to fuck me.“Fine; go for it,” I said, semi annoyed and semi wanting it.So I dropped down to my knees and crawl back inside my booth; on my hands. Yeah, that's it. . .use your tongue more and play with my balls". Fuck, hearing him talk to me like that had me ready to cum again. The first stream of cum hit the back of my throat so hard it shocked me and I had no other option but to swallow (a first) as he continued to shove his cock in and out of my mouth. Then the 2nd, 3rd. . .I lost count how many times he shot in my mouth but just when I started to gag, he told me, "Swallow my cum. . .swallow it all if you want me to fuck you". I. The following week-end I had my girls both Saturday and Sunday so we set up a tentative meeting in two weeks. She unlocked her door then turned to say good-bye. I was about to extend my hand to shake hers when she reached up, put her left hand around my neck and gently pulled my head down giving me a tender kiss on the lips.To say I was shocked is probably and major understatement. She smiled."I really did enjoy myself today," she said in a rather seductive voice, "I'll be looking forward to. "Did my name get mentioned? Not that I'd blame yer if yer did - but tell me - did yer?" I'm sorry to say I did," replied Balzad. "I was hardly in any position to do otherwise."Balzad shuddered at the memory. He'd been in the back of his shop, working on the books in preparation for the year end report, when he'd heard a noise outside the door - it sounded like his clerk, as if he'd tried to say something, and then had been silenced. Then the door whipped open, and Balzad had had only the.