.. Now go." Chris stood up and hurried out to thetoilets. He had a serious hard-on in his satin knickers. But could hebring himself to show them to he...? He went into a cubicle, dropped histrousers and had a pee. He sighed, it wouldn't be too bad to show her aglimpse of his panties. And he really did want to get the work. Hesighed, and pulled his trousers right off, and then his panties. Pullinghis trousers up without panties felt cold a drafty. He slid the seductivesatin and lace panties into. I sat down and waited to see if anyone would take up one of the boots next to me. I hadn't been there long when the door to the next booth opened up and someone walked in. When I heard his money going into the slot I bent over in my seat to get a look and saw a large black guy undoing his pants. He then whipped out his cock. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. His light ebony rod shown like a golden scepter in the light of the movie booth against the darkness of his hands. Plus it. “You can’t do that,” she moaned.“I am doing that,” he said, smiling, and stroking the smooth skin of her back. While she was still staring into his eyes, he slid his hand down, and into her sweat pants, under her panties and onto a surprisingly firm butt cheek.“No man has touched me since Harry,” she whispered.“Harry’s gone,” said Bobby. There wasn’t any other way to say it.“I can’t,” she moaned.“Kiss me,” he said.With a strangled moan her face lurched towards his, and, as she kissed him. He laid a pair of leather restraints on the bed, a leather strap with several snap clips attached and a silk blindfold.He went to Ann and slipped his hand into hers and said, “I’m going to help you up but keep your eyes closed and mouth shut whore.”He helped her up until she was standing next to the bed. Once she was standing, the first thing he did was slip the blindfold over eyes. He then picked up the restraints and secured her wrist in front of her. Then finally taking the leather strap, he.