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I told him I was great, even if I didn’t actually feel it. Well you have to, it was habit, but skinny I don’t think my face agreed with my words. “How’s the job going, you happy?” Unusual question, I thought, “I’m a bit pissed off if you must know, haven’t seen Carlos for two days, must think I’m stupid or something.” Shit! Maybe I shouldn’t have said that, silly bitch. “Don’t mind me, probably had a few too many last night. Mike studied me for a minute, then said, “Get us both a drink and fetch them outside to the patio, I’ll see you there,” Armed with two beers, I joined him outside. He didn’t mess about, came right out with it. “How would you like to come and work at my place Ange (my nickname), as my bar manager, with better pay than whatever you get here?” I knew that Mike had one hell of a reputation. Yes, he mom was married but to a right moody mare from what I heard. He must have been in his late forties maybe even early fifties, but he was in pretty good shape none-the-less. I’d heard that he worked hard, but old above all, he was fair with his staff, paid them well, good tips, and they liked him. The girls said, he always tried it on a bit, but never pushed if he didn’t get the right signals in return, and he never tried twice with the same girl. His reputation referred mainly to his keeping a steady number of holiday-makers happy, the female kind of course. I could deal with that, it was the kind of place I had been waiting for, but never expected to find, then in he walks, and offers it to me. My day suddenly felt much better. Three months later, and the jobs even better than I expected. Mike mature was a great guy to work for, well, more with, really. The bar really buzzed, especially in the evenings. Entertainment six nights of the week, Karaoke one night, Live singers for three, MILF and Mike did a disco the other two, and he was good, the punters loved him. Washed her hands and left the room. “And I fucking love you,” she whispered in his ear. “How long ago?” She was so close that he could feel her breath on it. When she moved MILF she realized she hurt more then she had at first realized. Are you safe? mom HAHA!” He replied also laughing. We passionately hugged some more. Then I realize I’ve started sobbing, great heaving sobs that make my chest shake and shudder and are so uncontrollable I mature can’t get my breath. I push back and distend my ass hole and the big rubbery schlong slides up my poop chute. She'd have me howling and gasping and screaming out in rapture. I want her to be proud of her body and not ashamed of it. I let her babble until I was done with her ID and file. As my cock old began to deflate, I withdrew from Dakota’s mouth. “Two things. She took his cock in her hand. Jim knowingly shook his head yes, but had a puzzled look on his face. It's OK. I'm glad you told me. I did ask after all. He was strong, his t-shirt tight about his muscular torso. It was tiny. I grabbed her hips and rocketed up to stop speed, hammering her with all the strength I had and sending her voice bouncing off the skinny bathroom walls.