“Fucking wow!” I muttered. She giggled, as she led me into the vast room containing a solitary bed, two cameras, half-a-dozen employees and a benc... of bored men. “Please, select someone to fuck me!” She asked in her most innocent of voices.“Ah.”“And not you, unfortunately!” She winked at me once more, and I looked at six men dressed from the films; the most normal looking of them was a guy in a dinner jacket and I tapped him on the shoulder. The six-foot guy took Supergirl’s hand and lead her. Now here in Lucky's office I could live out my dirty little fantasy, I got up from sitting on the edge of Lucky's desk and went over in front of Red, I knelt down in front of him since he was the one that had to go get us coffee. I worked his dick out of his pants and worked his cock with my mouth and hand getting him off. When he came I stood, looked him in the eye and said, "Remember I like my coffee black just like my men."I turned to Jake who was sitting in the chair with his dick in his. There are many Detroit-made cars scattered haphazardly about the cul-de-sac at the end of the driveway, most, having no air-conditioning, with the windows left rolled down.There are three picnic tables, and a large split 55-gallon drum barbeque trough on cinderblocks, and a few dozen adults were circulating between the kegs, the table with the wine, and the food table.There were four kids.I'm pretty sure that Chuck, the only son of our host, was off getting high in the woods someplace, and I. He friends start cleaning the shop, she asks him to come to wash his hair and gethis scalp treatment. he moves after her with his eyes locked on her butt moving.she asks him to sit, and put his legs up, she starts rubbing his head, and washing his hair. Her friends tell herthey are leaving and she says don't forget to make sure the door is closed since the store is closed.she starts giving him the hair massage, and puts a hot towel on his face, as she does so he can feel her handsmoving away.