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Doing my part for the League and the BBC delivery

... shorts as he turned and came this way. I waited a few seconds then bent over as if clearing the space where the sodas were to go, and my ass was square up to him when he came thru the door. “Just set them right here,” I stood and turned around, making sure my little t-shirt did not fall over my breasts. He stared and I feigned something close to embarrassment. “Oops! Accidents happen!” He grinned and rolled by me and said, “Not enough accidents like that.” I watched him stack things and head back out for round two. After a couple minutes I moseyed on out. “So you think you’ll be done in four trips?” I tried not to stare but I was losing the battle. “No, probably three. Unless there’s another accident.” He laughed hard, proving sex appeal and sense of humor are unrelated. I went back inside a minute ahead of him again, this time taking a seat on some stacked cases. As he came in, he thought I was kneeling cause of the way I sat, kind of straddling the cases length-wise, my knees almost on the floor. He unloaded and turned. Going through the door, I said, “After this load you’re done, right? I have a tip for you after that, before you go, so don’t sneak away.” I moved to a seat right where the last load would go, so he’d be standing right in front of me when he finished. He came in and was careful not to bump me as he positioned the soda. “That’s it,” he removed the dolly but stayed right in front of me. He knew what I wanted. “Oh, that’s not it, there’s still the matter of ...

... your gratuity.”[image]i[s]mage][/image[/image] “Oh, I can’t take any money, could get me fired.” He smiled down to me and I smiled back. Then my right hand rose up towards him and came to rest on his cock, which I began massaging through his shorts. “Oooooh, that kinda tip I’m still able to accept. Yes indeed!” I began to undo his belt with my other hand and wasn’t doing too well, and he hurried to help me. “I was afraid you might move your other hand to help, so I figure I jump in and help so you don’t stop doin what ya doin down there.” He smiled down as his pants loosened with my hand tugging down his zipper. I grabbed both sides and tugged eagerly on his shorts, getting them low enough to allow his hard cock to spring upward into my chin. “He know where he wanna go!” I quickly grabbed it, looked up at him and slowly kissed the head. With our eyes still locked, I opened my mouth and welcomed his huge cock into my gaping mouth. He was huge, 10” and as fat around as any I’d seen, I furiously sucked the head like I was resuscitating someone, or in a race. He marveled at my enthusiasm. “Aw, you one-a them white girls likes to suck black dick then, huh, ooooh, and your good at it too.” He moved a hand to the back of my head and held my hair firmly as he braced my head from moving. I opened my mouth wider and stuck my tongue out far up the underside as I wedged the giant cock deeper into my throat. He was gradually starting to move his hips, grinding forward to f***e his cock down ...