My head snapped to look at a very femine older man. 'Excuse me' I said in a louder then usual voice. More out of shock than anger.'Nothing, I'm sorry'...he whispered as he scurried away and opened a door and disappeared from site.'You scared the shit out of him.' came another voice from behind me in the dark.Spinning around I found my self-looking at a late 20's black man smoking a cigar.'Relax.' he said holding his hands up palm out. 'These guys aren't use to being talked to in a commanding. We will go to church."Breakfast was at a little family-owned diner. Good food. Good coffee. The place was crowded but they were able to handle it well. We chatted about everything we saw around us. Bert never wanted to hear me talk. Chuck seemed to hang on my words, then he'd actually reply to what I said, like he was actually listening.After breakfast, church was a short jaunt. We parked and got out. He walked to my side of the truck like he was waiting for something. I hope I gave it to him. He was going to come! ‘Ahhhhhhhhh!’ he groaned, ‘Mrs. Everett…I…I’m gonna come! It…that feels too good!’ Nicole heard the young man’s plaintive cry of warning but sucking his cock was such a wonderful experience, she decided to let him come in her mouth. Bobby realized Mrs. Everett wasn’t heeding his warning. If anything, her actions intensified. He struggled to maintain control, but the harder he tried, the less control he seemed to have! ‘Gahhhhhhhh!!!!!’ he moaned. He couldn’t wait any. After a good ten minutes chat, we diverted our attention to our work, after telling Katie my story about getting in the business I asked for hers. “Mine’s pretty similar to yours, I was approached by a guy who looked about forty-ish, he was pretty good looking, we talked about things before we moved on to money troubles and, inevitably he asked if I’m interested in this business. Dion wasn’t working here when I joined, in fact Dion hasn’t worked here very long at all, but he runs things now,.