He turned out to be a black man of similar build to Leon.Remembering his rather large cock Jessica licked her lips"Hey white boy...." growled the man"... always wanted to see white faggots lips around my cock!" He grinnedsqueezing what appeared to be a large cock through his jeans"Oh my!" Gasped JessicaWithout thinking her fingers drifted between her legs"Where are my manners....." exclaimed Cynthia"Do you prefer girls or boys?" She asked a bewildered Jessica"What?........oh.....Boys"Cynthia. We walked inside and my Son checked out all the piercing jewelry. At that time he already had two piercings/rings on the right side of his scrotum. That day he kept showing me some large rings and said he wanted to eventually get rings all the way down the center of his scrotum, from the base of his cock to the underside of his balls. He wanted them to jingle when he jerked off and fucked and walked. One of the piercers overheard him and said why not get them today. My Son looked at me and I. When he returned, he had a six-pack of his father’s favorite beer. He knew it would cheer her up a lot. He twisted a cap off for her and handed her a bottle. She looked at him and smiled.“Stop drinking the sissy stuff and have a beer with your mom!”He looked at her and shrugged. After he had his bottle open, his mom made a toast.“To the first night of the new version of your mom!”The bottles clinked and they both took a drink. He sat back down next to her and saved his game. “How about some. “Good question. One answer is that if we had to pay everyone at market rates to do all the service jobs the Circle would go broke in about a month.“The second answer is that we chose some of the jobs that needed more significant care, time, skills, and attention and made those paid. Thus, Bobbie Wyatt became our chef. Not only does she prepare fabulous meals for us five nights a week, she’s also our chief nutritionist and we are her guinea pigs for new recipes she wants to try. Normally, she.