That was a signal to any man in the other stall that somebody next door wanted to suck him off. With everything ready, she sat on the commode and wait...d, hoping for a well-hung horny man, preferably black, to come along and offer her his stiff dick.She got exactly what she wanted. At first, Jeanette thought some joker was poking a black dildo through the hole, because it was bigger and darker than any she had ever seen. But, except for its massive size, it looked real so she gently took hold of. His face was serious, His eyes alive with passion. In his hand He held the Collar, the leash hanging loosely into His other hand. I wasn’t expecting this – not now, not here in the middle of the afternoon, where the people could see. His smile grew as he approached me. All of my thoughts were gone in the instant I saw His eyes… bright with longing, desire and need. I couldn’t think, so I reacted… automatically kneeling to accept the Collar. I felt the leather firmly around my neck, and I knew. ”“I can tape myself?”“Easily. We can even set it up so you can watch yourself on a monitor while you talk. What’s the real beauty of the idea is you can review what’s been taped and the video can be edited, deleted, or appended. There’s even software that can take your spoken words and turn them into text. There’s some time involved to train the software to understand you, but the end result is surprisingly accurate.”“Hawk, this sounds like a very good idea. I could even produce a tape of. "Oh, thank you, thank you." And with that, she bounded off to enjoy her meal and beer at the water.When she was out of earshot, I glared at both men. "You guys don't even give a guy a chance to put his bag down before you are all over her." Lighten up, Stan. If you can't handle a little flirty banter, how are you going to handle it later tonight?" John questioned. "You good?"I let out a heavy sigh. "I'm fine. I'm fine. Just slow down."Despite my plea, the boys didn't slow down. The afternoon.