She asked herself what she wanted it to bring and even though she couldn’t get an answer, she did recognize the path. She pulled some stuff out and ...losed the drawers. First, she stepped into a pair of small plain white cotton bikini panties, loving the way the smooth cotton felt against her hairless sex. She sat down on the bed and pulled some ankle-high, white cotton tennis socks before pulling a pair of gray jersey gym shorts over her feet and up her firm, shapely legs. Standing to pull them. " the blond young man, who was her son said. "The paper made a big deal about what you did. The TV people picked it up and ran it as well." Jesus, there must really be nothing happening around here, if I got that much press." I said."Okay, so I guess you know my name," I said after taking a drink from my beer glass. What are yours." The waitress's son was Jamie and his friend was Bruce. "I am ashame to have to ask this, but what is your name honey," I said directly to the waitress."They call me. . Justin?" She said again, but he didn't move. She had an idea of what was against her leg, but got scared to confirm it. Her hand slowly moved down to his shorts and felt the outline of his dick through the thin material. She let out a gasp as she traced the length with her finger. She felt the head sticking out from his shorts under his shirt.Pinching the hem between two fingers and she slowly lifted it up, "holy shit" she gasped out as she saw the head of his dick sticking out. She looked up. "Make me your little slut! I love feeling you up myass!"That did it for Raul. It was only a few pumps later that Robert felt the hot,familiar load of sperm jettison into him, filling him up withsticky-sweetness."Thank you, Raul," Robert said, catching his breath. "You were so good."Raul pulled out and zipped up his pants, then slapped the round ass in frontof him that was still stuck out into the air."You've got a good, tight ass, bitch," he said."Thank you," Robert growled seductively.Victoria.