On the day of the **** I got up early, took a shower and shaved all my hair from my body. I stood naked in front of the mirror and looked at my body. ...onight my body would be covered in bruises. Only the very thought of this made my pussy wet. I combed my hair and slipped into a thin, short and low cut summer dress, net stockings and high heels. No panties and no bra. I looked like a real slut. I got in my car and drove to the sex club. The manager was already waiting for me and guided me to a. By this time, Ann was recovering from her overwhelming orgasm and trying to sit up but was a bit wobbly. WilI reached out and offered her a hand, the same one that had just been pulled from her pussy. She gasped and then instantly pulled away looking at it.“Sorry Luv, here.” He offered her my other hand and she took it, pulling herself to a seated position.“My God Will, what did you do to me. I felt so full and overwhelmed at the same time.” She knew what he had done, but it was just not. ----I fell asleep thinking about her. When I woke in the morning my cock was harder than I could ever remember, it ached, and I jerked off thinking about her. But I began to feel pangs of guilt. Had I taken our new found ease and comfort level for granted and gone over the line? I thought I’d read her signals correctly and responded appropriately but her hesitancy was bothersome.I called her on the phone that afternoon but missed her. When she called me back that evening I began with an. When he pinched both her nipples at the same time she let out a deep sigh."Oh, this is lovely. My breasts love what you are doing to them. And my cunt certainly also enjoys to be filled like this."Jonas stretched out one hand and played with some of the controls on the side of the whirlpool. A few of them served to change the direction and power of the jets, and quickly he directed the nearest to hit Sarah right on her clit. His own balls were bouncing around in the jet, and pretty soon Sarah.