She was so wet, I asked her what had happened but she said she would tell me later, she then begged me fuck her and then send John up after to fuck he... while I kept her brother busy, but I knew it would be too risky so I made her wait. Then I then took out her vibrating egg from her drawer and put it inside of her. I took the controller, and I told her that I would turn it on whenever I wanted and that she had better be ready to tell me every detail later on. So then Katie and I went downstairs. But as it grew, it became a monument to past accomplishments and I hated to let it go. Okay, I was, am, a horn dog. I admit to it.The number was actually eighty-six. I realize that puts me way out on the bell curve. I just read a recent CDC study on American's sexual habits. The average man has had eight sex partners. I'm at ten times the average. What is funny is that women in the study have only had four partners. Now, if you can do simple math, like me, you realize that if women have had. She bowed towards the audience, and then turned around and touched her toes, opening herself up for one last view.She gathered up the cash thrown on stage and walked down the stairs. I met her at the bottom. “That was awesome!” she said “Now where are my clothes?”“Hell if I know. You threw them way off stage.”We looked for a few minutes but they were no where to be found.“Oh well, I said, I guess you’ll have to finish the night like this?”“Finish?”“Yeah, your shifts not over.” I said.“Crap”. I almost nodded off myself as I sat listening to the soft purring sound she was making. She was definitely ready. I started the tape and continued to listen for the first several repeats and then headed back to bed. There was nothing more I could do but wait and see if there was a reaction in the morning.My dreams were filled with the wildest scenes I’d ever imagined. I was suddenly in a dungeon, replete with every form of device necessary to bind and punish a person. There was a whole wall.