I wasn’t a heavy drinker, but it seemed any time I DID drink, it was at Michelle’s house. We were closer than cousins, more like best friends. We ...ad gotten even closer after she split up with her husband. There was only a little bit of tension, because although she trusted me completely, she was sure that her husband wanted me, and on some level I wanted him back. I would never tell her, but her instincts were right on. He was sexy, and if he hadn’t been her husband, I would have already. My destination was a punk rock club called Sedation.I'd visited this place a few times in the other life, along with a few buddies, but not until near the end of senior year. At that time, the club was approaching the end of its heyday. Still, I'd been a particularly unattached bachelor at that point in time, and I'd managed to get myself laid a couple of times.But now, the club was near its peak, and it was there that I met Lily Atkins.She was your prototype early eighties punk chick. Garish. Plus, in stark contrast to her husbands, Willis' cock was as black as she had ever seen before. It was an absolutely beautiful color; and in that moment, she'd wanted it more than anything she'd ever wanted in her whole life.The first thing she'd done with it, was to kneel in front of Willis (which felt so incredibly exciting) and to suck on it. It's big, mushroom head, slightly lighter in color than the rest of it's deep dark chocolate coloring, was so tempting, so inviting. How could she have. They got me off the street, I was just out shopping. They pulled me into an upstairs office, and talked me into signing the waiver and release form, I knew it was a porn film, I looked forwards to meeting the ladies, and I throbbed at the thought of what I was going to do to them. I was escorted to a changing room and told to strip off my clothes and put on the straps. A large comfortable leather belt around my abdomen and smaller straps under and between the legs attaching at the front of the.