"It's okay, Honey," I said, putting my finger to her lips. "I must have read about it sometime, okay?"She stopped protesting, looking anxiously into m... eyes. "I love you, Honey," I whispered, taking my finger from her lips and kissing it. "I won't risk that. But Daddy will like this, okay?"Her eyes glistened. "I love you too, Pete. Please be careful!"Mike turned from his workbench, wires in hand. "Remind me again why I'm doing this?" he asked as his strong experienced hands efficiently stripped. Adam was somewhere between heaven and hell as he felt himself dying but at the same time felt something so strong, so powerful, so intensely beautiful that he didn't care if he died, if he could just have that orgasm first, and then he was coming and it was the best thing he'd ever felt.The man let up on the strap and Adam could breathe. He felt cum dripping out as the man pulled out and felt another dick start fucking him. The strap remained unused and the man just fucked him, coming in. My search took about and hour, I basically googled happy ending a bunch of times called up a number and decided from the sketchy answer and vague answer to my inquiry that I had found the right place.Turns out my instinct was right. I was greeted outside the surprising small"parlor" it was basically a small studio/office space (around 350 sq/ft was my best guess) and looked over suspiciously by an middle aged slender asian women. She then invited me into the somewhat cramped parlor which was. Evie and I lifted our heads and shared a meaningful look. “We’re each other’s fuck-buddy when no one’s available,” Evie informed him. “And now I think Eves and I just found another person to join our club,” I added. “You mean that?” Jake looked and sounded hopeful as he looked from me to Evie. “Yeah,” Evie nodded. “Sometimes we need a real cock to stick it in us whenever we need an itch scratched,” she giggled. “Any time, ladies, any time,” he growled. “That’s good to hear because,” I paused.