Room service! Did someone order the Sausage platter? It might not seem like such a filling dish at first, but when I bend over to place it down on your hotel room table you'll see my apron doesn't cover my behind, and above my lacy stocking tops, hanging out of my ting knickers, are two delicious salty meat balls. But after I deep throat a couple of wieners I'll show you the main course, swinging low between my stocking clad thighs. My hung stiff 9 inch salami is in itself and all you can eat cock buffet, which no one has ever gagged on and left disappointed. So grab a napkin, drop to your knees and open wide. I hope you're hungry!
