As the pleasure build up Mary couldn't’t take it anymore and lifted him up so that she could give him oral again. She hit her first orgasm as he lif...ed his cock away from her. She knew she gave him a good load of squirt with that one. After they rested for a while in each other's arms he asked for a towel and something to use as a blindfold. She knew she was not ready for this. Her brain wanted to try new things but her senses told her different, he has the ability to do just as he wanted with. "Well then why don't you go lean over there." I said pointing to my desk. "No... no you first, I've got a delightful surprise for you... I'm sure you'll love it." I unbuttoned my shirt and stepped out of my pants while her back was turned so she didn't see the black lace underwire bra and matching spandex panties. I placed my hands on the edge of the desk and waited for her reaction. "Um... ohhh my... what do we have here? WHO was calling WHOM a closet queen? So you dress too?" She rubbed my. "Ayama, the stage show is about to begin," says one of the whores. He rushes inside.Inside there's one big banquet room with seating all around a stage, but it's dark, and wet, one can make out only shapes: Futas getting their cocks sucked, fucking prostitutes. The brothel is popular because of the exotic stock. On stage, a rope-play is being performed. Ayama is tied up and suspended, rotating on stage which is being illuminated by yellow Eros crystals. A succubi, Fyrila, walks on stage to. I wasn’t expecting her to fall for me, I just wanted her to have a good time. She seemed pleased not only that our seats were in the shade, but also that I bought a beer for each of us, rather than drinking a beer in front of her like that douche she’d described on her bad date. It was a perfect day for sitting in the shade, drinking beer and watching a baseball game so we had an incredible time and, by the time we were heading back on the light rail, I was bumming a little that the day was.