She opened up the next email, read it and started typing a reply."You aren't going to write a new email to each person, are you?" I was. Why?" Do they...need to be individual? Aren't you going to say the same thing to everybody?" Pretty much. If they ask a specific question, I should answer it." I agree. Get back to the one you just sent."She clicked on the folder and opened it up."OK. Now, move your cursor up to the top of the text you wrote. No, below her name. Good. Hold down the left button. As Mike pulled out of her pussy, he said dont move. Meg stayed put, even though she was startled when she heard some movement in the room, Mikes cock was barely out when it was replaced by another, another, and another. With each man, Meg adjusted herself some each guy would have the maximum penetration. The third or forth guy, Meg wasnt sure which, inserted his dick into her pussy to get it well lubricated, than spread her cheeks and pushed his way into her arse. This was a totally new. On arriving I was informed that the club was strictly “Members Only”, and that the fee for the year was $50. The door fee would be $25. I filled out the application form, and noted a whole load of “The undersigned agrees to blah blah blah” legal mumbo-jumbo, and who reads that stuff? I signed and paid my $75. I was handed a ticket with 24 printed on it. The show had yet to start. I glanced at the stage, and noted two things: there wasn’t a pole for the dancers, in the middle of the stage there. I was sailing alongwith the top down and idiots on the road tried to flirt with me, furtherstoking my ego. I was sure I looked as wonderful as I felt.I got there around 7 and walked into the foyer and there was Dave, with abeer in front of him, looking morose. Perfect, I thought. I walkedright to his table and he looked up and saw me and stood up and greetedme looking a little relieved, a little happy, and a little offended. Ilet him seat me. The first words out of his mouth were, "You're.