)I hurriedly changed several quid into the tokens required, and strolled down the hallway. Once my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I noticed the dozen...or so other habitué's of the place, lounging around waiting for booth to be open, or staring fixedly at the display of titles available in each booth. They looked askance at me, I suppose the presence of an attractive young college girl in a miniskirt and see-through blouse might have put them on edge. I smiled at them.Selecting an open booth, I. It was a very demure affair, with no flashy lights (it was mostly dimmed indirect lighting anyway) or noise. These people meant business and it was clear; slaves were quietly brought onto the stage nude, arms behind their head and legs spread wide. While an announcer softly announced details of the slave, his/her stats, and proclivities and pain threshold. The most shocking part of the event, however, was the sheer number of celebrities there! Business people, Bollywood stars, Sports persons,. Her breath was getting harder and deeper. She spread her legs to allow me better access.She finally slid off my jeans completely. She took my boxer briefs with at the same time. I slid off her panties off as well. As soon as they were off, I started licking her labia, making circles around her clit before zeroing on it. She was moaning on the touch of my tongue.I had her cuming in only a few minutes of licking her clit and massaging her pussy walls with my fingers. I let her come down for a. He asked if he should do it or I would. I shrugged and gestured for him to carry on. He slid Harriet’s knickers off and pushed his face between her open legs; Harriet moaned softly. When he thought he had finished, he stood up.“Is that all I get?” Harriet asked, gently rubbing the hard bulge in his trousers.He looked to me again, again I shrugged. In a moment his prick was out and pushed up into my wife.His female colleague lent over a bench, squirming as she surveyed the scene. I gently.