It was then that I decided to retool one of the old postings for my own purposes.I posted asking for a big black cock that liked fucking men and would...'t take no for an answer. One that would use and abuse me until they got their nut. A few tepid responses came in and I was about to give up but then came one I really liked. He said all the right things; about how he didn't let anyone know he fucked men but liked topping them, how he was aggressive about it and wouldn't stop until he was done,. I knew most of them and worked with a few of them. They were all standing around a group of high top tables that had been pushed together. Everyone had at least one drink they were working on. The server arrived and took my order. We eyed each other up and down and both of us smiled. She was a stunning tall dark haired woman with a tight white shirt with the top four button undone. It accentuated her full chest the the maximum. It was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra and I found myself staring. "The last time I had seen mom we had a large and very loud fight. I said some nasty things that could never be taken back - and her responses were really not digested by me until years later.Just after high school graduation mom married Gary - an upper management type of guy. Solid, boisterous, dependable and friendly.I hated him.He was nice enough to me - his wife's only child. In fact he paid for my university education - plus a healthy monthly allowance so I can enjoy myself as well.Swell. "let's see what we're dealing with" he said reaching out and slipping his hand down the neckline of her dress and started to feel her right breast "mmph, a small handful if that but surprisingly perky for a milf like yourself, you had any work done" he asked casually whilst pulling down her dress exposing her tits to the cold night air."No 100% me I promise you" she said proudly then quietly moaned as he rolled her small pink erect nipples between his thumb and index finger."well aren't these.