Knew what he meant

You kneel and crawl under the table as Mr. Jackson wipes his face off with a napkin. You stare at his grey pubes and hung ebony shaft standing erect. It did look delicious in this dim morning light.

Your mouth opens, and you take the head of his cock. Mr. Jackson moans as your mouth goes up and down his shaft. You lick and slurp the shaft. His dark skin tastes so good in your mouth.

"Come on... Put your mouth into it, baby." Mr. Jackson ordered.

You slide down his length. Gagging, gurgling, and coughing. You were not used to his big black cock. Mr. Jackson's cock is throbbing, and you could feel the heat and warmth radiating from the black shaft. It was the first time that you weren't disgusted with sucking cock, a little turn-on. And his cock tasted amazing.

"Damn, baby." Mr. Jackson moans. "You suck like a professional, now put my balls into your mouth and clean me up. Lick them hairy nuts."

You did as told. You lick and kiss the dark wrinkly saggy balls. The hairs in his pubic bush were tickling your nose. The masculine musk and sweat invading your nostrils. Your small white cock making a dent in your yellow panties.