She doesn't leave just waits in a darkened corner of the foyer as several hours pass. During this time a handful of men of varying ages and affluence...arrive and press Daniel's bell for entry, she waits another half hour after the last of the men then walks back to his door. It's already open. Her head bowed she goes in he is nonchalantly leaning against the hallway wall, wearing a tatty light grey suit which is stained in a couple of places. In his hands he fingers a dog whip to which he. ..” I stammered as two of his friends lifted me from the couch and deposited me on the floor at their feet in my brightly colored thong panties, pulling down their shorts and standing before me in their athletic supporters.“Shut the fuck up you little sissy and get to work on this.” he sneered as he cupped his cock and balls held firmly by the jock strap. I reached up and dragged the full athletic supporter down the man’s hairy legs in front of me, releasing a beautiful nine inch cock and heavy. And I know you aren’t going to wear a rubber,” said John, turning around to finish his makeup.“We’ll discuss this later. Right now I want to see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock,” said Craig, unzipping his pants and pulling out his semi-hard dick. Although John wanted to continue the discussion, meeting the needs of Craig was always his priority.“Mmmmm, anything for Daddy,” said John as he turned back around and knelt before Craig, slowly taking him into his mouth.The look of John’s red. She ordered a small salad and sipped on her drink while she waited. We talked for a bit, asking me about what I did and if I lived in town. I told her that I was a truck driver and a musician, and was taking a few well deserved days off to ride and get away from it all. She excused herself and went to the ladies room. Her salad arrived and I took the liberty of ordering her another drink. When she returned, she looked so different. Her hair was dry (thanks to the hand dryer in the bathroom) and.