She doesn’t care about visiting her mom; it was all about the money’.”“Yes, you’re absolutely correct. What will be the grand prize for her ...orrect answer, Heidi?” He pointed at an imaginary assistant. “What was that? Did you say five-thousand dollars? Well, good gosh golly.”“Bill, please.” Frankie lowered her head.“No-no-no-no. Don’t give me that. Do you know how heartbroken your mother would be if she knew the only reason you’re here was to ask for money? Do you?” He bent forward, sticking. A guy was walking towards me. I took a long stare at the big bulge in his jeans. I looked up and we made eye contact. I was sure he noticed me checking him out, lol. After I was done pissing and just standing in front of the urinal, he came in and stood at the urinal beside me. His cock soft was uncut and about average length and girth. He was a little unkemp, unkempt mustache, maybe 10 years younger than me. I reached over to grope his cock and he put it into my fist. I got to stroke him for. His nipples are hard and salty. My hands roam all over his shoulders, his neck, his face, where my hands go my tongue seems to automatically seek. There is something powerful about him that makes me starve for the taste of him. Rolling onto him I straddle him and lick along the seam of his lips, they are warm, full and inviting, I can feel his breathing increasing, as if he is torn now between sleep and waking to receive the pleasure I mean to give him. My body wiggles, I can feel his cock. No more battery.So, I searched for a place to call Jerome and clarify how to get there.I saw a restaurant up ahead and decided that there I could find a phone. So I pulled over into the parking lot.Walking in a hurry, I did not notice the line of motor bikes parked there. I rushed through the door, saw the phone near the ladies’ room ad called my Black Master. After getting the right directions, I told him that I would be there in twenty minutes…As I hung up the phone and turned, I saw two huge.